Silence is hard to find
and once you do,
it’s less than kind.
Pointing out all your flaws,
it cuts you down
with no just cause.
The ever-ringing in your ears
builds and builds,
releasing all your fears.
You hear silence smile
and think to yourself,
I need some noise for a while.
In one week,
I ate 32 hash browns,
read 7 books,
picked up the same ball
at least a hundred times.
I made 12 pots of coffee
and 3 pizza pies
just to keep the tears
from falling out my eyes.
And you,
well, you’re still here.
Every tear you shed
wounds my heart,
tears my soul
and being apart.
No matter the cause,
no matter the pain
I’d do anything
to stop the rain.
Every frown you flash,
my stomach aches
as sorrow lives
in your wake.
When hope seems lost
and despair your friend,
my hope is that love
finds you in the end.
My stomach is turning
and my mouth is so dry;
this hairball inside me
makes me want to cry.
But real cats don’t cry
so look how brave I’ll be;
I’ll roam around until
I find the perfect spot to free
this chunk of hair,
all slimy and gross
and full of saliva
and disgusting to most.
Walking sure helps
but laying even more
so the best spot to be
is on your bed and not the floor.
When you broke my heart,
I boarded it up
and saved it the pain
of ever loving again.
Years have gone by
and still I won’t trust
since the cracks never healed
and the boards never broke.
I saw you again
and you had not changed
but then, neither have I
so who is really to blame?
Home,
not a place
but a feeling.
Family,
not by blood
but by healing.
Hope,
not a thing
but so real.
Hunger,
for something more
not a meal.
Time,
invisible
but seen by all.
Home,
where the heart
is always called.
Beneath the boards,
a gentle beat,
a tell-tale heart
of an ancient heat.
Behind the wall,
a desperate soul
buried in brick,
despair in a hole.
Trapped inside
this hellish head,
goddamn bird,
wish I was dead.
Peace is what you give
although you would never know.
Heaven is with you.
Gamble enough
and you’re sure to lose
since luck runs out
for star-struck fools.
Bet it all,
it’s only your life,
what’s to lose
but pain and strife?
Double down
and go all in,
after all,
you may just win.
From here to there
and back again,
I roam the walls
of this lion’s den.
What do I want?
You’ll never know
since what I need,
I’ll never show.
Meow from here
and meow from there,
now I’ll stand
with my icy stare.
You need to learn
how to read my mind
since our language barrier
has us in a bind.
Don’t you know
what I say?
Give me fish,
you big dummy!
Autumn Siders 