Mining For Diamonds

It feels good

to release

Even in its

smallest measure

Like mining

for a diamond

One piece of earth

at a time

The struggle

is strong

and burdensome

Weakness

will sometimes prevail

You'll often feel

undone and spent

Begging to dig

no more

Barely scratching

the surface

before it feels

you've already dug

too deep

No ladder seems

long enough

or strong enough

to stable you 

to ever climb out

Moments of rest

are needed 

to gather the strength

you know you'll need

to begin again

-August 2016

The Echo Through The Grain

There's the door

I can touch

its surface

Feel the thick

sturdiness

of the grain

I feel

But there's no knob

to turn

or twist

Just a seam

around the edges

too thin

for prying

A small

single keyhole

offers a glimpse

of what lies

on the other side

I peer

with one 

squinting eye

as I rest

one knee

on the rocks

beneath my feet

Hands shaking

and sweaty

I rest them
against the door

for balance

Place my ear

to the wood

and listen

to the beat

of my own heart

echoing

through the grain

-January 2016

I'm On Fire

Is this 

what healing 

looks like

It ain't pretty

Is this

what healing

looks like

I'm feeling shitty

Is this

what healing

looks like

My eyes are tired

Is this

what healing 

looks like

My soul's on fire

I'm on fire

I'm on fire

I'm on fire

And I've only

just begun

-January 2016

Hiatus

Hello. I am still writing, but am currently taking a break from posting my poems. I will return at some point in the near future. When I do, I hope to stick around for much longer. Sometimes we just need to take time to heal ourselves before moving forward. I appreciate those who take time to visit my space.

Thank you for the support. I'll be back soon :)

Torie

While I Grow

I'm too sensitive

for the blunt force

of your stick

I won't

harden my shell

to make it thick

I watch

as you try to 

bleed me dry

But I have fists

resting

in my veins

You won't

burn me out

or use red

to paint my name

The truth

you think 

you know

makes me

run wild

beneath the moon's

yellow glow

And it's there

where you can watch

while I grow

and grow

and grow

-November 2015

Consumed

There's a light

in the road

and it's starting

to dim

Would it

have stayed

longer

if I hadn't licked

all the salt

off the rim

The light's

been blinding

Have the

shadows

been binding me

behind my back

You tell me

all you see

is fading

into black

You're losing

the salt

in the air

But I 

still see

the gold strands

waving in

your hair

Why can't you

feel it

the way 

that I do

You leave me

alone

each time

you let

the darkness

consume you

-October 2015

A Drop In A Bucket

The bullet rings

in the empty bucket

We watch

as they paint

the walls red

Some try

to repaint

in white

but red

is so hard

to cover

Some will break

their backs

trying anyway

We're all

just a drop

in a bucket

Trying to keep

our form

The day 

we choose 

to live outside

our limits

is the day 

we will 

be free

-September 2015