Buried

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I try to mask it
But it’s there
Buried deep
But not deep enough
Layers of days
And even years
Piling on top
Pushing it down
Trying to erase
The ugliness
The pain
The absurdity
All the lies
One small dagger
Could put an end
To all the misery
All that I feel
And yet even conviction
Of a self
I hardly know
Could right
All that’s wrong
But doubt stifles
My strength
Yielding both scenarios
Futile and foolish
So I continue
To suffer
In endless silence
Because I fail
To utilize
The power
I myself hold
To change
To make a difference
Even a slight one
But still…
If only I trusted
The outcome
If only I believed
In myself

© 2019 Michelle Cook

A touch of perfect

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He was a touch of perfect
And yet perfect was never meant to last
And the problem seemed to stem
From when the present became the past

Over the years he changed
His familiar face I could no longer see
And it was a heart-crushing moment
When he was no longer who I knew him to be

© 2018 Michelle Cook


Writing prompt: A touch of perfect

A sliver of hope

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Blood rushing through veins
Coursing so fast
Trying to escape
The source of its past
For the heart is full
Of evil and deceit
Tainted even more
By the devil at her feet
And lips turn bright red
With the taste of regret
And everyone’s surprised
Death hasn’t claimed her yet
But she has a secret
A cure hidden deep within
A sliver of hope
Found where it’s always been

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Leathery lies

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Leather straps
A memory of searing pain
The kind that leaves
An abusive stain

Lies to cover up
The cruelty and the hurt
Behind locked doors
Where punishment would flirt

Damaged beyond
What she even knew
This is what she thought
Every father would do

Then one day
She realized the truth
Those embedded scars remain
As deplorable proof

© 2018 Michelle Cook


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