"I could see what a mess we were. Our insecurities, our flaws became more exaggerated when we were together. We truly brought out the worst in each other. "
"I apologized, for not knowing myself better, and thereby not realizing how wrong we were for eachother"
-TinyBuddha
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
Today I'll make myself happy.
1.) I'll wake up and curl my hair the way France's "baby" wore it, like its nobodies business.
2.) I'll wear a loose top to feel free, I'll be sure to wear a cute bra as a reminder that I can be **** too.
3.) I'll wear my big glasses and go to a coffee shop because, if I want to be a hipster I can do that too.
4.) I'll sing in my car and not care whose looking, windows down so I can smell the seasons change.
5.) and all day I'll think positive, I'll be who I want to be and do what I want, because that will make me happy.
-InTheWorldOfCyn
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
In a city where jobs are few, and people are many
it would be hard to see yourself winning
when you need money and don't have any
the clocks against you from the beginning
what can a man do, just to get by
what can a man do to be somebody
what can a man do to change his life
what can a man do
selling cigarettes that he calls loosies
maybe he can make himself a dollar
that all depends on who sees
it might be okay if you're the right color
jailed twice for trying to make a living
but in the black, the blue is hidden
seen by the eyes of the unforgiving
just trying to get by is forbidden
with no warrant and no good reason
it's just encroachment on our freedom
tired of the way they treat him
he fought back, they called it treason
a battle he could never win
I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breath, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe
what can a man do to catch his breath
what can a man do to make a buck
what can a man do to avoid his death
what can a man do
(this is about Eric Garner, a man who had been arrested twice for selling single cigarettes in a poverty stricken nation. The fourth time the police approached him, he was tired of it, so he wasn't going to jail so easily. The law states that they must have a warrant or a reasonable cause, before they can arrest someone. They tackled Eric, and choked him to death. In the same city, many crimes are unsolved while this goes on. The video of the police killing Eric garner can be found on youtube)
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
1.
Comb every strand of hair,
Clean every part of your body
And look at them
Appreciate them.
2.
Dress up.
**** society's expectation
Wear your FAVOURITE colour
Wear your mood.
3.
Always prepare for rainy days.
Bring an umbrella,
Bring your sweater
Bring some money,
For warm coffee/tea.
4.
Go out and explore.
Visit cafés and treat yourself,
Visit book shops & libraries
Inhale the aroma of freshly brewed coffe,
The nostalgic smell of old, yellow papers.
5.
Be okay with what you do,
Say things that are on your mind.
Who cares about what people think?
You are who you are
And you're perfect.
6.
Even if you can't love yourself
Always remember that there's a greater God,
whose love is boundless.
Hey, even the birds in the sky,
The flowers on the ground
Fishes in the sea
Have been taken care of by "him"
What else you a human being!
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
"Some words are better left unsaid"
Like how much I miss, even though you hurt me.
Wish I could be there through these tough times, even though you're the reason I'm gone.
Love me because, I love you.
Or, when I'm telling you to leave me alone I really mean "stay forever"
Like "I'm fine" when that's not true.
So in the mean time, I'll just type it here.
Cause the truth is, it's not even a poem.
It's just all about you.
-InTheWorldOfCyn
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
gather-grab up the positivity
bottle it, store it
life is beauty warm
you can't ignore it
last couple of days 've been a reel ego-boost
i write too much about downs
but i'll always speak the truth
And the truth about the way
that I've been feeling today
Is that there aint no place to go but up from here
Am I High?
I may need ta check and see
'cause as far as i can tell
Nothing right now could hold me
breathe it in
like fresh wind from the sea
deep breath . . exhale
[ it's positivity ]
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
I've told myself that I don't miss you so many times, it feels like I'm starting to believe it. That's what they always tell you to do, right? "Fake it 'til you make it, baby."
I'm trying to be gentle with my words because I don't want this to be another angry poem. I've written far too many of those and they are always about you.
It's summer now and I'm loving you in raindrops. In swimming pools and stars. The thing is, I don't remember loving anyone but you.
Maybe this has gone on for far too long. It's been nine months and more than half of that time was spent waiting for you.
Waiting for your call, waiting for you to come back, waiting for you to love me half as much as I love you.
It has always been about what you want, and when it was most convenient for you. All of this has made me more vulnerable than I ever wanted to let myself be.
I remember someone once told me that love can be a form of self harm. I always loved hurting myself which would explain why i chose you.
Love is supposed to be gentle, and joyful, not full of sorrow and tears and pain.
Baby, it's always so dark when you are gone. I keep telling myself I won't let you do this, I won't let you leave and come back whenever you want to be reminded of us, but every time you do come back, I get caught up in the moment and the way you're so good with words and I'm under your spell again.
I can't function without you, but the feeling isn't mutual. I miss you the way I promised myself I wouldn't miss anyone. But I think I'm finally done waiting.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC
I FINALLY REALIZED THERE'S A WAR GOING ON INSIDE MY CHEST BETWEEN THE PART OF MY HEART THAT HATES YOU AND THE ONE THAT LOVES YOU LIKE IT DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO DO ANYTHING ELSE BECAUSE IT DOESN'T. I REMEMBER LOVING YOU LAST YEAR AND THIS YEAR AND NINE HOURS AGO. YOU'RE GONE NOW AND YOU DIDN'T LEAVE ANYTHING FOR ME TO REMEMBER YOU BY. I'VE SEARCHED FOR YOUR DUST IN THE CREASES OF MY BED SHEETS AND I BET YOU'D BE GLAD TO KNOW I FOUND NOTHING. I FOUND ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AND I'M SORRY I STILL TASTE BLOOD ON MY TONGUE EVERY TIME SOMEONE MENTIONS YOUR NAME. I'M SICK OF HEARING PEOPLE SAY THAT I JUST NEED TO FORGET YOU BECAUSE I HAVE TRIED EVERYTHING INCLUDING TOUCHING OTHER MOUTHS WITH MY OWN, BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP REMEMBERING YOU EVERY TIME I OPEN MY EYES AND SEE THEIR EYES ARE THE SAME COLOR AS YOURS. I KNOW I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO STOP WRITING ABOUT YOU BUT I JUST CAN'T STOP TRYING TO EXPLAIN HOW I MISSED YOUR TOUCH EVEN BEFORE YOU WERE GONE, HOW NO MATTER WHERE I GO I SEE YOUR FACE IN STRANGERS AND NO MATTER WHERE I GO YOU'RE ALWAYS ALMOST THERE.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 5:18 PM UTC
My stomach turns as I awake, I try to catch my breath. My chest heavy as some part inside me shouts your name.
My mind understands your gone but my soul looks for you. It feels detached to you. It wants you, it needs you, it's confused in search of you.
Some part of me thinks you belong with me, you belong to me, how can I make it understand you're gone and, not coming back when this part of me is missing you.
-InTheWorldOfCyn
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 12:57 AM UTC
I woke up today,
my stomach tossing and turning.
Its just one of those days,
I feel antsy, and uneasy.
I can't concentrate,
I don't feel like myself.
I feel restless and tired.
When will it go away?
I know what we had was not love so, why do I still want you to stay?
-InTheWorldOfCyn
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 7:01 PM UTC