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JakeHageman
20/M/Escondido, CA I write how I feel because I can't say it, it's to real.
As humans we all have good days, We all have bad days. We all have happy days, We all have sad days. We all have fun days, We all have boring days. Our lives are never fully within our control. Things change in an instant. You could be having a terrible day and then you see a note on your car from a special someone. You could be having a wonderful day and then you get news of the loss of a loved one. None of these things are in our control. There's no way of knowing how, who, or what will come up in our daily lives. We do control one thing though. We control how we perceive the unexpected events and happenings in our life. We can choose to see the good. We can choose to take a deep breath and learn to accept the things we cannot change. Acceptance and attitude can change the world.
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Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 9:33 AM UTC
Acceptance
You borrow my jacket Do you borrow anyone else's? You tell me to come closer, you're cold Do you ask any others the same? You ask me to do ridiculous things Do you ask any others the same? You look at me in ways I hope are only for me Do you show any others the same? You laugh with me with such joy in your voice Do you laugh the same for any other? You hold me close to you when we are lying all alone Do you hold any others the same? You press your lips to mine and I can feel the passion Do you kiss any others the same? I know it's not true, and you are not to blame. This is all just a cause of my overthinking brain.
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Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 12:22 PM UTC
Her
The same routine I sit and scheme My words will set me free. I have my mind I have my pen so nothing can silence me. Words are drawn on the page created one by one. They tell the story of a broken man. On a search for something different, something new. Day in and day out the same routine at hand. It's time for him to grow up It's time to be a man. Change is part of life and that's just how it goes. But when life doesn't change at all that's when he begins to question it all.
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Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 10:16 AM UTC
Routine
I took a walk one morning The sun still asleep covered in a blanket of clouds Oh yes I did weep My tears hidden deep by the thick of the fog My mind had been racing I thought I saw god As the figure approached not a word could be heard The air was tense and I was in a trance As I looked upon the creature before me I saw something different Something about him just seemed familiar I realized too late that I could relate A physical manifestation of all of my fears It had come to greet me and all of my peers No longer felt joy no longer felt bliss All I could do was stand there amiss
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 10:10 AM UTC
God
Within your presence I am safe. Within your arms I am safe. Within your home I am safe. Within your heart I am safe. Without you I am lost. A broken vase I'm so displaced. Will I ever feel this way again? No one knows not even my kin. So still I sit surrounded by sin My cup is filled with too much gin. I take a sip and then I grin Wondering who I am again.
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 3:48 PM UTC
Safe