From the moment we start living,
From the moment we take our first breath,
We fight.
Such a tiring fight life gives us,
But how fruitful and capturing joy can be
When we finally rest,
If only for a moment.
The world will keep spinning,
So we fight for it to spin in our direction,
So that maybe after we leave,
Someone will remember the one soul out of billions of others
That fought for them.
This is a trying life,
It's cruel and swift and so very, very beautiful.
And often we fall and break and scar ourselves beyond recognition,
And we lose.
And sometimes losing is too much.
Sometimes we can't fight anymore.
Sometimes we lose sight of just what glorious jewel we've kept,
All this time.
But this life is a cursed blessing,
It's a fight.
And it begins,
From the moment we start living.
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 4:37 PM UTC
Show me the indigo blue fade the sky gives you as it says
Goodbye,
And the teal-colored gems
That glow like jewels without glitter,
As if they knew they needed no glamour
To make that inner light beautiful.
Show me that you understand me when I say
That I think the sky is such a fair thing,
Just trying to make the sun and moon get along.
It saves the stars for the moon so it wasn't too dark
And it saves the life for the sun so it won't get too lonely.
But of course the sun always bids farewell by invading the moon's space,
What, with all it's bright, beautiful colors.
They'll fight every dawn just because the sun is so clingy.
The poor moon...
(I think she likes her anyway)
Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 1:09 AM UTC
Amidst the glory of the music
And the triumph of letting go,
The sun seemed to brighten every corner of the room.
It framed it into a picture
Painting out the beauty
Of the simple love
Friendship brings.
When the sun finally set and it was quiet,
I knew that I'd keep that moment with me forever,
And though the sun will be shining again,
I hope I never forget the way it shined
When we lived in that time-stilled moment
And all the world was, was
The sun and the music.
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 10:23 PM UTC
Whirlwinds
And hurricanes
Scribbled into half-spoken lines,
What do you want to find today?
A box of sweets,
A bone-sunken tale,
Or some heart-clenching rhymes?
I'll never be anything more
Than what I'm going to be,
But right now I can't find anything to write,
So I guess I'll just wait and see.
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC
Pain is not a metal I like to treasure,
But I store it in my heart
Since it needs a place to stay.
I can’t bury it or run away,
Since I’ve already looked it in the eyes.
I’ve given it my soul,
Unrested and Unbreakable
As fragile as a moment
But as strong as an emotion,
A quiet storm unable to use its tongue
To tell anyone what’s going on.
I’m lost in the sky,
Just trying to find a haven where I can pour out the sounds,
The songs
And the rhythms.
Trying to let go of these ghosts
With a pencil and paper
But I know that I’ll walk this road alone,
With only my ghosts and my thoughts.
I know I’ll forever remain
Haunted.
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
There’s a little ghost in my heart,
We’re roommates you see,
My little shadow and I.
And when times get rough
She gives me medicine to keep the walls
From crashing down
And I give her beautiful bedtime stories
And write out her songs.
The only reason I’ve survived has been because of my
Pretty little ghost,
My lonely little shadow.
So
Why
Would you try and take her?
She’s mine.
She’s my heart,
The only beat that steadies my tune
The only real ground in the sky.
She is mine to reveal.
I guess I shouldn’t have shown her to you in the first place
But I hate that trust can be such a backstabber,
And I trusted you.
I trusted you to keep your distance,
I didn’t want you to dig so deep.
Even now she whispers that you can’t fault
Rain for falling,
Even if it is the cause of your cold.
So I won’t blame you.
But I guess that right now all I’m saying is
Please,
Leave me with my
Shadow.
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 5:46 PM UTC
In your eyes you hold
A familiar but different sort of night,
It seeps through your bones and makes you tired
Without ever moving an inch.
I can see it by the way your music is turned up so loud you won’t need
To hear yourself think
And the way you’ll smile with that untouchable distance
Like you’re the only person in the world.
But unanswered questions go unasked,
I can guess the truth if you’re not ready to say it,
I’ll be here if you ever need to let go,
I’ll be here when you’re ready to forgive,
So please,
Never forget.
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 4:28 PM UTC
As the world came crashing down
I couldn't help but wonder
At the beauty of its wholeness.
As I cursed the rain for soaking through my mind,
I laughed because I knew it would fall.
There's a terrible but beautiful way this lonely little sphere
Sitting in an endless dance takes all this in stride.
It sings and it dances and it twirls and it spins,
And it never stops.
Not for heartbreak,
Not for anger,
Not for loss.
I stood there and looked at it
Amidst the downpour and the flood,
And couldn't help but wonder at the beauty
Of being free from the ground.
It would never fall,
It would never fly,
It would never feel the seemingly too-close
Emotions,
But until the end of time,
It will always
Keep on
Dancing.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 3:37 PM UTC
Your last words to me
Left like ending credits
Unable to grasp my attention
Long, detailed in darkness
Executed in thanks
You gave a long explanation
Why you had to go
Leaving a numb sensation
Does it hurt? I don't know.
What was your intention
To leave yet linger as though
To cause and relieve the tension
Like the last replay
Of my favourite movie
One I can no longer watch
Because it was the end of our story
Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 9:51 AM UTC
I remember the first time
My demon came knocking.
My brick house turned to straw
In front of his never-ending gaze
And I screamed
Because I couldn’t recognize the one place I called home.
I didn’t know what to do
I couldn’t breathe in the dark
I could see mile-deep cracks echo through my heart
As I tried to patch it up with tape.
I could see the dark swallow me whole
Without anyone to save me
And I could see...
Then it’d fade.
I’d be able to see through
The demon's eyes.
And I’d be able to see it’s curious gaze was not one
That wanted to leave me dead.
I’d be sad,
Knowing its secret truth,
But I knew that I could breathe.
And then I’d sing so some flowers would grow
And heal my heart’s small dent.
I’d look around
And I’d be fine.
I would face the dark and apologize
For mistaking it for a beast,
Then I’d snuggle up in my blankets
And fall to sleep.
I know I’ll wake up
When it’s time for me to leave.
But until then,
I’ll be here to say that our demons aren’t our ends.
I’ll be here.
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC