Uneven
Without substance, void of faith
Unresolved
Seeking facts among the fiction
Untapped
For the price seems too steep
Unfavored
Privilege lost that was never had
This heart is blackstone, hollow within
Day to day, sinking further down
Useless
Fake a smile of sincerity,
For all the world's a stage, and we are but merely actors
Or whatever Shakespeare meant.
Reveal yourself, masked man
Uncover the fear you bring
In a cloak of anxiety and dread
For these lay dormant yet dominant within this vessel
From this side of the mirror, it is all you will ever see
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 8:54 PM UTC
No more by name, an identity crisis
Often lonely, left within my thoughts
Time seems to be ever so motionless
Happiness trapped in memories
I fight myself to see the next day
Needing to find my hope again
Gratefully disenchanted to have opened eyes
is wrong
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
As you stare back at me, are you just as disgusted?
Take a gander at what life decided to hand this poor soul.
Do you see HER?
Can you see her failure, her fears, that black-hole in her chest?
It’s all there, plain as day, hidden behind her smile.
Worldly impressions have waged a war within heart,
She can no longer trust her eyes, nor her mind.
They have lied so many times to her,
You are strong, you are unique, you are the essence of beauty.
**** liars
Are we looking at the same woman?
Her body is morphed and it is torn,
it bears scars from the inside out.
Misplaced skin, sagging, dragging, nothing is working.
She does not need your pity,
She has far beyond enough for herself.
Grab the mirror and smash it
You can no longer stare back and be disgusted by me
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 3:58 PM UTC
As if walking down a dark staircase,
every step forward gives way to uncertainty.
Downward, tripping upon my thoughts
feeling less, and less likely to feel the sunshine again.
It’s the smell of decay, rotted souls, & tortured hearts
smothered dreams, forgotten hopes, among all the lies.
Broken hearts left in its wake, like the skulls upon Golgotha,
condemned for their crimes.
That darkened staircase has become damped by tears,
fear as taken over, with its siren-like call into the unknown.
Crashing like waves, an undertow of raw emotions,
my demise now bellows from the locker below.
I’ve created this fable, where the plot twist is all to real
only to assume its identity in ghostly winds.
Loneliness, my old friend
my true undoing.
Sun rises and falls, day after day, It does not change
so will it ever get better with the dawn?
Do the monsters I've brought to be, ever vanish into the darkness, forever?
For I know I’m not alone, no matter how I feel.
HE walks along side me lovingly, waiting for my less than faithful cries.
Unconditional, Unconventional, Unrelenting Love
No matter my feebleness, my flaws, my imperfect human form,
Forever will HE make good on his promises to me.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
The world looks at him, and gets lost in the confusion.
She looks at him, and she is lost in his world.
Passers by stare at her unknown, unaware for the beauty within
To him, her beauty lies far beneath her freckles.
Many of us can not even muster the courage to talk to one another
Let alone, hold a candle to the splendor of true honesty & compassion.
Often replicated but never duplicated
but duplication is within her.
Labeled for life to be a stigma,
a supposed taboo.
Earthly born to be ‘weak’,
but Heaven saw fit to grant her a strong heart & even fiercer spirit.
Undeserving of loyalty, for man deems her ‘broken,’
Her presence screams throughout time,
“I am NOT broken!”
She was made for him.
He fits to her soul like the last puzzle piece,
Vibrant, making the whole picture complete.
Racing is his mind, nothing seems to calm,
until he sees her, his fiery red hair gal.
Excitement is a curious creature,
It can be wonderful, when expected.
Speaking can be useful, after much altering.
But he doesn’t have to change for her,
She knows exactly who he is, and even more.
He knows how to woo her, from the deepest part of his heart.
Very matter of fact, no filtering required
for this is a special kind of love.
A love that many so often throw aside,
to glamorize a cheap imitation.
Bright lights, loud stares, and quiet words
determined to shatter their dreams.
Hollywood glitz & glamour films, tell of impossible tales
knowing that they themselves, long for something real.
Give us a tale of how we should love,
how not to cast aside the broken.
For it is our true stories, of undeserving compassion
How we are loved for everything we are,
Give us a Love Story like Marissa & Billy.
Please visit the link below to know more about their story:
https://www.facebook.com/Marissa-Billy-a-special-needs-love-story-166422050876423
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC
Hang in there
Things will get better
It cant rain all the time
Childhood did not adequately prepare me,
Teenage hormones crippled my mind.
A young adult so longing to haze away the pain,
Faulty genetics, predestined to break.
Drunken nights, blurry weeks
Red pill, blue pill, 3 2 1...
White bump cope
Anything to keep afloat
Tasting colors, raining sounds
All to keep from sliding down
Adulthood is a shame, a travesty
I often wish I could slap 13 year old me
For every time i would believe it would get better when i grew up
How stupid could you be, child?
You know nothing.
Nothing of the pain your heart will feel
Nothing of true failure
Nothing of pure loneliness
You bought into it all
My, My… look at who has stumbled down the rabbit hole now!
Your passions stifled
Your ambition crushed
Limp & left for dead upon the cold stones
This too shall pass,
Things will get better,
It cant rain all the time...
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 5:36 PM UTC
When you make a wish
what is your hearts’ desire?
What do you tell yourself
so you can survive another day?
The pain is so unbearable
it seems to never end
Do you ever wonder
why you were given this struggle?
Why is this your path to endure
The mind is full and blank
all at once,
Do you know what kind of havoc that reeks?
A sharp, emptiness in your soul
to relive the void that you serve no real purpose
other than to occupy a space.
Do you know your worth?
Do you even understand what that means?
This never ending cycle
Wake up
Serve
Survive
No rest
Repeat
Watching life from a far
Standing still, in what seems like forever
Glory days are not behind you
Yet, they do not seem ahead of you either
Forgotten
Lost
Scribbled off the milk carton
Missing:
your place in this mere existence
Tears fall like flooding rains on the inside
a halfhearted smile
for all the world’s a stage...
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
Vivid Neon Skies
Drip,
Drip,
Sliding down the pain
Scratching, clawing
searching for escape
Barely healing
Rarely living
Corporate gowns of filth
A shallow wasteland of next level haute
We cry out our blood is all red
Til the stitching becomes undone
Hemorrhaging on the ground a Benjamin green
Peace
Love
Total Collapse
Babble’s tower
Jericho’s wall
Your Ivory towers
Ruins in due time
Corrupt soil will not produce a healthy growth
Fields of violets
A river’s bend
The very breath of life
Wonderfully misleading
Genuinely scarce
Beyond our collective limits
Found are the Lost
Lost are the castaways
An hour glass that’s ever flipping
Never fully reset
Grain by Grain, washed away
Hostage to its environment
To a role it must play, despite conviction
Tick,
Tick,
As time infinitely stands still
And goes by so fast, simultaneously
Is that the haze we had hoped to create?
A line so blurred, that reality hangs upside down
Deception
Failure
Acceptance
What’s your poison?
Will it be your vice or virtue that places you into eternal slumber
Beautifully tragic
Completely composed
T O X I C
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
You think I failed you, I think you fail me
So at least that is one thing we have in common
The accounts we tell others, are not the whole truth
Embellishing rags to pass as couture
You were the King on the board
I should have been your Bishop, or even your Rook
Not your little solider pawn
Your Queen protected you, She tried to protected me too
Your Knight got such undeserved praise
The Grandest of moves, the day the board claimed the Queen
The board broke the pawn, It stonewalled the Knight, & gave The King full control once more
The once protected, mighty King aligned himself with the callus, undeserved Knight
The board gained a new player, another Queen
The reign of the board was once more restored
Like a video game, Player One received an extra life
Yet, its wasted
This Chess game took such an odd turn
It’s now become a game of chance- Risk
I managed, because I was an ADULT, after all
You were not the only one that lost, but you still continue to lose
Undeserving, Unrelenting, Unbearable, Unrecognizable
Unaware of the second chance we both received
Your blind eye does not hurt just me
But the pieces of my heart that have come to life
There is never the perfect explanation…
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC
The back-up to the back-up, to whom is a back-up still
You call yourself friend
Your displaced attitude tramples you into foe
We fought side by side
Through things that most others would abandon
Many of them did
My heart sang for your friendship, thinking you felt the same
I was nothing, short of wrong
What a pleasure it was to pick up all your garbage
The aftermath of your Murphy’s law
I wanted to be your door of opportunity
Only to be mocked as the mat that caught the mud of your shoes
One Guiding principle in life to still share though
My swan song, if you will
Be a good person because it is who you are
Not for what it may get you
Be honest
Be fair
Be gentle
Know your worth
Understand that poison can still taste like kool-aid
The way a snake no longer just crawls on its belly or has scales
Snakes wear some of the biggest & brightest smiles
While hissing through their teeth
Forgive them when they bite, for they will
Forgiveness is not ours to withhold
a bargaining chip to earn good graces
Forgiveness requires you to move on, fully & completely
For the snake’s nature is to strike, for its own survival alone
Good people want to save them
But to save them
We must leave them
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC