The day before you
Died
Was a spring day in
Winter
I walked to see the sunset
Still in my blue halter dress
My skin red from the
Sun
I was too eager
Begging for its
Warmth
On my pale skin
An old silver Lincoln
With suicide doors
Drove by
Don’t Dream it’s over
Drifting
From the stereo
Holding me like
Like a child
That still believed
In hope
I wish I could have
Stayed in that moment
Forever.
💫Amber Comber
I just need
A soft place
To land
The world
Is hard enough
I’ve been gathering
feathers
With these hands
Hoping it will be
Enough
I tremble under
The Cold moon
Another year
About to turn
Have I lost
All direction
Where can I
Return
I’m restless
I wander
Lost in this maze
Pining
For a place
To rest
Because I haven’t
Slept in days
I want more
Than just the scraps
Of 2024
Fuck the fear
Of this year
And the constant worry
Of those I hold dear
Survival mode
Is overrated
My adrenal glands
Are exasperated
I should not
Have to work so hard
To be able to rest
My heart is a hammer
Bruising my chest
Reminding myself
To breathe in fully
And to release
All
That
Is
No
Longer
Fucking
Serving
Me.
💫Amber Comber
Thunder rolling
The clouds gather
Emerge from the ocean
To settle the score
You tried to
Divide us and
Steal our power
But that will happen
No more
Scream so much
That you can’t hear
It is time to testify
Fuel the rage
Behind your tears
It is time to testify
Exhausted from the fight
Still can’t sleep at night
Exhausted from the fight
But it’s time to make things right
I’ve given so much but
I’m still gonna give you more
I’ll never tire because
I know what I’m fighting for.
💫Amber Comber
Why do I wait for
Crumbs
When all I want to do is
Devour
Why do I stay
Silent
Choking on words
I need to spit out
Just wading in
The shallow end
Of my doubt
I’m ready to dive
Deeper
Than I ever have
Before
I’ve given you the keys
Still
You won’t unlock
The door.
💫Amber Comber
Change is happening
Everywhere
You can feel it
In the air
The rising tide
The ebb and flow
Finding ways
To let it go
Horizon meets
The bluest sky
The waves come crashing
Building/cresting
Carry me out to sea
Time and space
Have no relevance
Your internal
Compass
Cease to exist
The stars will guide
Your way back home
Trust the wind to
Carry you on
Cleanse my soul
With the salt air
Until my heart
No longer cares
About all that
Tethers me to land
Lost at sea
And whole again.
💫Amber Comber
The crepe myrtles
Are heavy with rain
Crying
Bright blossoms
For me to walk upon
My hair still taste
Of salt from the ocean
When just yesterday
I felt at home and
Weightless
In her arms
I wrap myself
In my dad’s old shirt
Wearing it like armour
Knowing that soon
I will be fighting
The heaviness
That is lurking
Just
Around
The
Corner.
💫Amber Comber
Teach me
To savor each moment
And be able to let go
Lingering in the
Beauty of the past
Is killing me slow
I want to stand
At each threshold
Eyes open wide
Present and alive
Willing to risk it all
Not fearing the fall
Madly in love
With each
Breath
Kiss
Scar
Tear
Touch
Word
Wound
Laugh
The future is
Water and sand
The more I try to
Grasp it
The faster
It slips
Between my hands.
💫Amber Comber
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Wrapped in wisteria
Wounded by dreams
There are so many
Moments that I wish
Could be unseen
These spring
Fevered dreams
That keep me
Awake at night and
Anxiety filled days
That constantly ask
Am I doing
This right?
When the voice
Of reason
Left
Long ago
And your
Aching
For something
But
What it is
You don’t know.
💫Amber Comber
My ground is covered
With sweet gum balls
My bare feet hate stepping on them and
I know my neighbors wish they were gone
However
The Goldfinches
Carolina chickadees and
Carolina wrens
Thank me with song
The sun is returning more each day
Chasing the darkness and my blues away
I run to bask in the rays of light
Screaming
As each gum ball pierces my skin
Smiling
As I stumble upon my daffodils
The harbingers of spring
Drenched and bent like
Horns
In all their golden glory.
💫Amber Comber
With the sweetness of June still on my lips
Begging and pleading, is that all there is?
July came and left like a fever dream
I can’t even recognize the version that is currently me
The salt runs down my cheeks
Instead of the ocean that used to cleanse me &
I have never felt so landlocked while being lost at sea.
💫Amber Comber
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It’s the last days of August
I’ve been given thunderstorms
To soothe this Florida soul of mine
Two full moons to harvest intentions
That I have slept on
For far too long
A train trestle that crosses
The Savannah river
Beckoning me to follow
A suffocating heat
That takes my breath away
Whilst begging me to stay
As I step into September
Shaking off the ghosts.
💫Amber Comber
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October
I am ready
Fuck this
Complacency
The gnawing
Doubts
That rob me
I have left ashes
In my wake
Burning
What no longer
Serves me
To become
The woman
I desire to be
Honing myself
For this reality.
💫Amber Comber
Walking the moonlit street
I said to you
Coming home
Doesn’t hurt like it used to
Confessions in the
Red room of The Saint
How we learned to swallow
Our ghosts
Before they devoured us whole
Knowing we wouldn’t change
A second
Because it brought us here
And isn’t that
The beauty in the pain
That we now know
Living
Is so much more than just
Surviving.❤️
💫Amber Comber
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Hope
Is a dangerous thing
Balancing
On gnashed teeth
The let downs hit harder
Than they used to
As time slips
Away faster than
I want to
The distance
Between where I am
And where I’ve been
Takes constant
Momentum
While
My blues and anxiety
Train daily
In an attempt
To outrun me.
💫Amber Comber
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I am filled with
Flowers and gratitude
That my limbs
Love me enough
To inspire movement
That my lungs
Know how much
Air I require
To be thankful
For every breath
That my heart
Loves the challenge
Of beating
Just
A
Little
Faster…
💫Amber Comber
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Dressing for that
Sunny disposition
That always seems
To escape me
I will find a cloud
To get lost in and
Dig up all
My painful memories
How do others move on
While I stand still?
Analyzing the wreckage
Has gotten me nowhere
How does a heart
That’s been betrayed
Heal?
How can you
Reach inside to find
The wound
Whispering
I promise
You’ll be safe here.
💫Amber Comber
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These wounds they say
That make us stronger
What do they do
In between
The rawness &
The scar tissue
How do we carry
Around
This aching flesh
Protecting it
From a world
That wants
To tear it apart
How do some of us
Recover
And others get
Consumed
What does survival
Look like to you?
💫Amber Comber
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I have never
Had a winter
So surrounded
By death
I should be
Thankful
For each
And every
Fucking
Breath
Still
I’m frozen
In memories
Of the past
Afraid to hold on
To anything too
Tightly
As the waves of grief
Ebb and flow
I feel tied
To an anchor
Unable to
Let go.
💫Amber Comber
I’m filing a nail that has been
Jagged for over 2 weeks now
I’m choosing to ride my bike
In the sunshine
Instead of doing the
Laundry and vacuuming
Like I should
Because
I leave for work in the dark
I come home in the dark
And I feel my life
Painfully
Passing me by
As I am just trying
To fucking
Survive
Winter always
Brings a heavy
Blanket of grief
And no time to
Process and rest
My aching bones
Beneath.
💫Amber Comber
