Find Something

Find something 

to hold on to 

and lock it in 

your heart. 

Keep it safe

from the world. 

Plant it, delicately, 

so that it will grow

in to the beautiful 

person you are. 

Practice with it, 

make it a tool 

to help others

and when the time 

arrives, you will know. 

Use this gift. 

Change the world. 

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Useless

Useless

is how I have 

always felt, 

useless 

to protect, 

useless 

to save, 

useless 

to help,

always 

the same 

uselessness,

or so I am told, 

by those whose 

names are forgotten

and all that remains 

is an icy word in the wind, 

useless, 

you are useless, 

better off gone, 

better off dead

than useless, 

but then I was told 

“even uselessness is valuable”

so perhaps I will explore 

being useless for a while,

until something else 

comes along. 

Meet Me

Meet me where 

the waters touch, 

when the sky 

is raining silver

and being caught 

in deep blackness. 

 

Meet me where 

the fire burns, 

from your heart, 

encompassed with the 

spirit of all things

to bring light to the blackness. 

 

Meet me where 

the grasses grow

as shiny waves, 

that glitter with 

fairy kisses and 

bring sparks of light in the blackness. 

 

Meet me where 

the winds join, 

hand in hand, 

to swirl and caress, 

to hold up the raining silver

in deep blackness. 

How do You Tame a Monster?

How do you tame a monster? 

First, you lock her in chains

and starve her until she begs to eat.

Next, you teach her harshly

with whips and gashes,

-sit!-stay!-attack!-obey!-

Finally you impose fear 

to keep control, 

a maiming warning 

for any disobedience. 

The Decision

“For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.”-Newton’s First Law

     The decision to cut his jugular was an easy one. All of the pieces had fallen into place. Black leather gloves had covered his mouth and the knife had very little resistance as she ran it across his throat. The man’s knees buckled and she gently lowered his body to the ground. She wanted to cradle his body in her arms as he choked on his own blood, but that would prove too risky. Instead, she knelt down next to him. 

     “Hush-a-by, soon you’ll die. Go to sleepy little baby.” 

     The man made a wet gurgling sound in response and she watched as the light in his eyes diminished. She softly brushed his cheek and then promptly secured the knife in the neat crease in his neck. She made sure that it went through to the floor.