Embers

Never really good enough.. Another charred path..I critique my own senses in a way that I always knew I would. My doubt is not passive aggressive My doubt burns like black coals coating the floors of all avenues of each personal aspiration… And I stand here nowhere with literal bones for feet. Fragile frames andContinue reading “Embers”

❤️When she writes to me.❤️

-I recently celebrated my birthday and I’ve been meaning to share what my sister wrote to me. Not only does she make me feel like a QUEEN!🙌 She captures our childhood in just a few words.❤️ I’ll cherish her and this forever. I love you Stacy! -Stephanie Roath, My memories with you are never blackContinue reading “❤️When she writes to me.❤️”

Hallways and Key Rings.

For you sister, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mn-FFjIbo8 I see your face in my memories through hallways and key rings. I’d pass by your bedroom, see you with headphones on, dancing. I’d go to my room at only age seven and dance to the same beat until age eleven. It was fun, when we took the headphones off, learnContinue reading “Hallways and Key Rings.”

🔆Frozen Son🔆

I come to you as your daughter, Powerful Almighty. You are such a loving Father, all the ways that you smite me. I bow to you as a friend. In search of purpose, to make amends. I truly would never mean to offend…. Maybe simply, reprimand? Time I called you down, you sacred host. IContinue reading “🔆Frozen Son🔆”

Three

Somethin’ about wolves. They cling to me. Somethin’ about the Grim. In their den I have three. Three Alphas it seems…. may have found themselves a home. Unlike the forest I’m hollow, more to claim in their roam.. This pack, they have names. Go by- Me, Myself, and I. Each one means something different. EachContinue reading “Three”

Cemeteries

in the cemetery now I Rest In Pieces I’ll hold my breath and gouge out my eyes to fill your lungs with the air that I breathe. Can’t face your headstone.. I’d rather lose sight. in the cemetery now I Rest In Pieces cut out my heart bleed on her grave every night. I’ll cutContinue reading “Cemeteries”

While I’m Alive

Inside “The Natural State” I roam in a natural state of divine seclusion where I argue my fate. Within a foggy illusion beyond this blurry mountain range, I keep focus on a town drenched in baptismal acid rains. And STILL, I can see much clearly. Naturally my bones can breathe. I harness the power here,Continue reading “While I’m Alive”

My Witches

A run-on sentence aka…..my mind. Nobody: “Whatcha thinkin’ bout, Steph?” Me: I can’t pin it exactly when I became so lame but I didn’t know I had the keys to this and I really can’t blame anybody for these silent wars that are waged between my brain in the crevices my synapses focus more onContinue reading “My Witches”

ebb and flow…

There she goes walking past staring crows. Clocking skulls and crossbones row after row. She can feel em’ in er’ blood, She can hear em’ in her soul, Keep that good book open, Keep your pretty mouth closed. Don’t rock the boat. You don’t have to think, just stay afloat. And listen now girl, don’tContinue reading “ebb and flow…”