I like to call myself a poet and then I realized what that means. In order to share pain, you must go through all types of things. Heartbreaks, letdowns, failures, and the likes. Deaths of friendships, loss of family, all it will suffice. Happiness is also along the journey. It comes in many forms ofContinue reading “Purpose”
If I open the door, would you come in? When I tell you tell me you care, is it sincere? Will our odds ever be in one another’s favor? Are we destined to connect the stars? Can you take my heart at a moment’s notice? When you cry, is it ever about me? Are yourContinue reading “10en”
Feel the pain, but don’t become it. Hurt and let it hurt. Endure because you must. Heal. And let their be a new sunrise. The sunrise in you.
I’m not sorry and I don’t need your pity. Save it for the next, hangman committee. My hands are tied with barbwire. I think they heard that armor is my chosen attire. This may be the last you see of me. But deep in your minds and souls, lies my legacy. A fear that youContinue reading “The hanging”
Outside, the sun peeks over the horizon. Everyone is already gone and you’re all alone. You’ll find that it’s much colder when you’re by yourself. You put on a coat to stop the chill. You cover your heart to heal. Sunrises don’t look the same anymore without her. You wear shades to block the rays.Continue reading “The Party’s Over (Part 2)”
Lights turn on as the room starts to empty. Last call, an hour ago. Don’t have to go home, but well..you know the rest.And as the venue clears, I can see the mess they left behind. The floors, covered in distrust and self pity. The main bar is coated in droplets of spilled regret. SomeContinue reading “The Party’s Over (Part 1)”
Love is unfair. Love is careless. Love is soft. Love is vicious. It closes it’s eyes and points. It keeps you lost in your emotions endlessly. It locks you down in your own dungeon. It gives you butterflies while you soar.
Temperature changes just as people do. Day to day, you never know who’s who. Winter cold bites down on your bones. Was that just a chill or did I hear her favorite song? The summer is no exception to the rule. I can feel the heat rise or a time I lost my cool? OnContinue reading “Season #136”
I’m lashing out, can’t be without, can’t think the thoughts, blinded seeing spots, remorse in my plot, bleeding because we fought, overcoming doubt,please let me out, stuck in a concrete box, hearing gunshots, I think my body dropped, walking dead in my Crocs, put this in a pot and you get- Scrambled thoughts
Be careful who you let become your influence. People can get in your mind and become a nuisance. Making you change and doubt who you can be. Twist and warp your mind to something differently. You think the thoughts are your own. They can manipulate you all the way down to the bone. By timeContinue reading “Writing out loud (saboteur)”