in my deep hidden places worry sprouts and grows that I have already given in to complacency unconsciously surrendered to ordinary stopped tending my fire dimmed my light let my beautiful sharp truths blow away in the wind torn up pieces of paper fluttering always just a little out of my reach © 2017 Revised 2019 Christine … Continue reading Am I Already Gone?
Christine Ray In a room so still and silent That it hurts Stark white walls Razor sharp edges Etch my soul Draw blood That drips slowly soundlessly From my mouth I am trapped Like a fly in amber Time stands still The air is thick Holds me motionless In this prison cell I feel vibration … Continue reading A Room So Still and Quiet It Hurts: A Collaboration of Warriors
can you run your hands over my bare back? tangle your fingers in my hair? draw me into your arms make me liquid help me get me lost in your kiss? I need the world to fade away for just a few hours more this manic Monday let’s get lost in silk skin entwined limbs … Continue reading Manic Monday
could not walk toe to heel balance tipped lost my footing and a little of my nerve read the messages in the blood magnetic personalities breathing down my neck no longer able to keep the beat © 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
I can feel the fading as color washes out of me I grow transparent insubstantial my feet no longer make contact with the ground I open my mouth to speak there is no sound A barely breathing ghost who has lost gravity I slide right through you no impression made barely stirring the air … Continue reading #tbt Insubstantial
Christine Ray In a room so still and silent That it hurts Stark white walls Razor sharp edges Etch my soul Draw blood That drips slowly soundlessly From my mouth I am trapped Like a fly in amber Time stands still The air is thick Holds me motionless In this prison cell I feel vibration … Continue reading A Room So Still and Quiet It Hurts: A Collaboration of Warriors
Brave & Reckless 