Where are we
A thousand nights spent
Trying not to think
Struggles drowned
Half way in empty bottles
Half burned in empty bowls
Minutes pass but the moments
Torture us
Opportunities
Given the slip
Half hearted attempts
Sloshing through
A subconscious of ribbons
One more drink and I'll feel good
One more meal and I'll be okay
You're wrong
What we are missing is food for the soul
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC
Standing in the cool blustery air
Saying the sayings
Speaking the truths
Our sweet incense rising in the wind
Tobacco smoke swelling
Surrounding us
Filling our moments
Minds filled with committed thoughts
We are one together in our belief
That the night is ours
Life is ours to shape and enjoy
Vapor pouring from mouths
Blessing the night with shared words
God is love
God is light
God is us
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 12:59 AM UTC
We all have times
that shape us
change our views of the world
we feel conflicted
our days characterized
by wrinkled brows and
downcast glances
what will bring relief
time
love
the support of those around you
our words may reflect
our struggles
no matter how hard
we try to hide behind a smile
let people save you
allow yourself to love
and be loved
heal
live another day
love another sunrise
love another sunset
love another song
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 6:54 PM UTC
It happened
I am not sure at what moment
I fell into the abyss of caring
That sweet confusing abyss called love
It could have been while we laughed together
At just how cruel and ridiculous the world can be
Something in my soul was charmed
All the anger dimmed
The sadness seemed less consuming
Maybe it was when you played me that song
I had never heard it but I loved it
It stirred something I thought I had lost
A kind of longing to make the world happier
Perhaps it was when you teared up telling me about your pain
I felt all the things you were feeling in that moment
But I couldn’t help, no matter how much I wanted to save you
I felt connected my spirit to yours intertwined
This world has been cruel
But sometimes the cruelty feels distant
There is harmony for a moment
Intune with the universe
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 9:20 PM UTC
Take a drag
Look up
Feel the void
Hear the silence
What are we?
Matter?
What a silly word
Who decided what matters?
That ever present phrase
It matters it’s important
Because, because they said so
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 4:04 AM UTC
what do you do
what do you say
when you realize
you are no longer what you were
feelings and opinions
passion and light
drifted away
only shadowy memories
ghosts left behind
What do you do
when you forget how to be you
can you see yourself in a song
feel yourself in a breeze
what happens when your moments
don’t feel like your own
When your years are a lie
cleverly told
That’s not like you!
What is?
What am I
what should I be.
But most importantly
who cares.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
It started out joking
Hypochondria, fear, the usual comedy
Your expression attracted my eye
Despair, longing, pain
So purely pressed into me
Radiating from those dark sunken eyes
That hard line of mouth
"I'm sorry, it's sensitive"
Little cousin I called her
Just 20 this year
That's as old as she'll get
Stage 4, there isn't much hope
Mom said she's done
She'll take her own life
I'm calling her everyday
Hoping she'll feel better
Stay my mom for a few more years
The tears started flowing a dismal parade
I don't have friends here
All I have is you three
With our few hours of playtime
Per month of agony
I needed this
I needed you
I needed someone
To keep me from breaking
To keep me trying
We are all gonna be dying some day
It's good to know we'll have someone
Willing to be there and listen
When we are giving up, sunken
Someone to hold us
When we just have to cry
Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 10:25 PM UTC
Aging
It begins with a whisper
Different goals, lower expectations
The past beginning to fold in
Aching creaking bodies
No longer too young to die
Pressures displaced
Making babies
Paying taxes
Slimming debt
Years begin to scream
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING
WHAT HAPPENED TO THE YOU THAT YOU WANTED
TIME IS RUNNING OUT
Pipe dreams shredded with old receipts
Your bunkmates married with kids
Another old conversation
Saunters through brain waves as you stare at wedding photos
Buy an expensive car
Have a scandalous affair
Peirce strange places
They ask why?
Because
That’s just what people do
Get old
Get scared
Pretend
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 8:27 PM UTC
I cannot remember the last time I cried
It used to be a daily activity
I felt so deeply
Every moment hurled at me
Jealousy, longing, love, passion, sadness
Now in its place
All consuming fear, dissatisfaction, confusion
Pain
Is this what growing older is
Doomed to a fate of feeling nothing
Pushing through to get it done
Without a thought for happiness
No concept of the emotions so long in my company
I am numbed and destroyed
A shriveled husk of my former passions
Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
Smells of sweet damp earth
Sun, sparkling through trees
A squirrel runs, mouth full of food.
Watching, sleep deprived
Drawing deeply on the cheerful air.
Tears collecting, unchecked.
One cool wind brushes bare skin
Hairs standing on end
Drops slip passed beaming lips
Absolute ecstasy
Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 9:38 PM UTC