I’m Sad
Excellence, so promising, right within reach,
Oh-so beyond comprehension, a few feet.
It’s sad
Prudently bliss, the metaphysically amiss.
Emotionally pithed, although hard to admit.
Sad
Tho none who can deceive show the opposite side of me, instead,
Me, who can deceive, show the opposite to none and only to me.
Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 2:50 PM UTC
Who are you
so wise in the ways of silence
to shadow an entropic existence.
Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 1:35 PM UTC
As I walk down this corridor,
The walls melt with my sins.
For what I thought was right, was actually wrong.
The foundation that had been built below has now risen above,
Meant to crush its very creator.
As I walk down this corridor, the world dissipates.
Leaving me, a lone soul among the vast, set ajar with the flavors of love lingering behind.
Life is an act of infidelity, shadowed by blurred commitment.
For when we arise, we are void of the responsibilities.
But taken from the very purpose of life, which is to be responsible for living.
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 10:28 AM UTC
If you could see your whole life from start to finish, would you change things?
Do we start out pure of heart?
Are we a combination of two, or a whole?
Two seconds is all it takes for life to happen.
Two seconds is all it takes to say, “I love you.”
Even though love is timeless.
That is to say, love is without limit.
They say language changes your thought processes.
But the process of loving takes time.
Yet, love does not need to process.
Love is love.
This is as true as one is equal to one.
This is as true as a human is equal to human.
Person to Person,
Nate to blank.
Which isn’t true at all.
But neither is a mirror.
Even if time passes, and we grow up.
Even if they pass, we grow up.
Even when they pass, we grow up.
Does the time we spend with each other dissolve?
We spend our whole lives worrying about the pathway to the future.
But all there will ever be are decisions being made in the moment that are made out of love, or fear.
We have had our heads tilted to the stars our whole life.
Look down,
Here.
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
Who would have thought this to be?
Life ceased by thee’ who subdues me.
Dark, stormy eyes match dark, stormy skies.
Foggy with power is he who will be devoured.
Old man Lucifer lays his breath upon thee.
Founding the cause of this illusion.
His superficial need to deliver the rebellion to the great communion.
The ultimate union.
Drink my blood, said he. How grotesque.
Omniscient in words, powerless embodying the world.
Exchange his light for careless might.
It will be forthright, black and white.
No longer will you see your majesty upon his steed.
But a ruler, plump with glutinous greed.
Seven times rolled over.
Mystery tangled with misery.
Laying the foundation of gates, the reality of fate.
Christianity, born of insanity.
Follow his plan.
Or die, lying in exodus.
It’s time to exit, thus, jump.
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 3:43 PM UTC
I wake each morning with you on my mind.
A brand, burned, molded by my stupid lies.
My marked inadequacies I cover with ashes.
With hope to drown out the everlasting.
I walked around, blind, unable to see.
That she, she made me.
She echoes throughout my mind.
She is Gracious, one of a kind.
Like a Forest Green with abundant life.
She was undeserving of the burning, the strife.
She was what made life seem, alright.
A man once said,
The Price is what you pay.
The Value is what you get.
That today is a gift.
and tomorrow, a mystery.
Yet, somehow, our past, our history.
It gets to me, my unforeseen misery.
A cascade of my preaching.
Oh how i miss teaching.
Silly me.
Why couldn't i see.
She was the one, for me.
Oh silly me.
Waltzing to my own beat.
She went bye, one... two... three...
Dancing with glee.
Boiling with passion.
From dawn of light she drinks, with delight.
Sharing the sunlight,
From Sunrize, To night.
The Tea to my Longevity.
Sorry i left what could have been right.
For i am the one, dancing on my own.
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 1:10 AM UTC
She was mine,
Lovely,
A delight.
She, woken up to morning light.
Me, woken up to she.
We had loved the days,
Greed.
My ray of sunshine,
She had loved me, stay.
Love cannot persevere
All the time.
She was there, time after time.
Not all good things can last,
Pain brewed from the past,
Mashed against the wall.
Us, hoping to forget it all.
Before a move was made,
Love was left behind.
She knew he had lied,
He knew she wouldn't, stay.
Love, left there, untouched.
Him, a crutch.
Her, left there.
Right away, he "moved on"
But wished to forget
Impossible to forget,
She left.
Impossible to forget,
He was left.
Impossible,
All the time.
She was there, time after time.
Let's grow old, this time
This time.
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC
Jealousy, a final decree.
Admittedly a fallacy submitted formidably... impervious?
She'll move onto sea.
Move on from those who can't see.
They'll show us what it means to see.
Presently a mistaken alignment of aliment, yet so indicative of the deceptive.
An intervention of emancipation requires degradation of the love that relegates, brainless.
Vindictive of the culture, fault, to penance, too addicted.
Somehow she heads an isle of the vile whom are consumed by denial.
Normality brushed aside with the hand whom highlights brushed, melting eyes.
Life, an achievable yet inconceivable lie shrouded by personality.
Subjective to the respective hospitality.
"Aint no love for thee..."
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 2:25 PM UTC
Rolling hills, their thin translucent dust bewildering us.
Mountainous peaks lust for heavens kiss.
Eventually they miss.
Elevated by osculation, blurred by confusion.
It's an illusion
Desire muddled, disembarked by their cruel remarks.
Tired, marked.
Aegis of the sky, hiatus befuddled.
Deterioration, a manifestation of creation gone wrong.
Slowly rotting, decayed to rubble.
Watch as it crumbles.
Slips... Falls... Stumbles.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC
“Fire”
You’re more than just a number.
You’re a member like none other.
Wrapped up in a blanket of variety.
Tied tight with the bands of society.
Our societal prowess encompasses opaque loudness.
Scream as if your life had meaning, it’s demeaning.
A stuttered beat down the streets of whom we beat.
Shout out, “I’m proud now”
Drooled on from above, spit on below by god we are low.
Shunned for so long you got frostbit.
Create a sequence of events for the present.
Gain the game of high fame to ignite the flame.
Gather your kindled pride, strike the flint to gain wit.
Scalding hot, branded with a new meaning.
Burn your name into the world.
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 8:53 AM UTC