ive spent a lot of time over the years considering this art
poetry.
and i've come to the conclusion that i'm not very good at it.
primarily because it requires a vocabulary that i do not posses.
and every time i do im disappointed in myself.
so i think what do i need to do to make myself better at this.
and there, i was only thinking about myself.
Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 9:55 PM UTC
i thought i was clever...im not...i won't ever be...
i thought i meant something to somebody...i didnt...i wont ever
i thought id leave a legacy...i can't...they already forgot me
i thought you cared to read this...u didn't...care to even forget me?
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 8:53 PM UTC
My country is burning;
And here I sit
My comrades are falling;
And here I sit
They’re taking my earnings;
And here I sit
They’re denying me transparency;
And here I sit
They watch me and I don’t watch them;
And here I sit
I can’t practice my religion;
And here is sit
How long - until;
I can’t sit
Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 12:16 AM UTC
Let me muse you with my wisdom of which i have not
let me confuse you with my dismal portray of thought
when sour met the hour of which they have bought
and kissed the sweet darlings for he bear the honor not
i think sadness pervades on those who think the opposite fought
and persevere those who kissed the feet and forgot
scarcely are those who puff away the night
and forget that they try caused them so much fraught
for i sit alone and construct illusions of tire and might
i wish you understood my meaning and so do i
by gones be by gones my efforts now contrite
but sweet things bid sweet things and i wish you a good night.
Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 12:33 AM UTC
It's like i want to beat someone responsible
but the only one responsible is me.
i can't be heard, i can't know why.
The peace is gone inside.
When will i realize i'm stuck with this pain
Burning me alive.
No pool to quench the fire
deserted
it stings the mind.
Somewhere a light shines
but i'm blind.
Feel me?
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
Step on the shores of the sea
wade into the water
come swim with me
Let the water pass your extremities
into the depths allow your face to be
Here we need not breath
and movement is fluid as your hand will see
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 3:29 PM UTC
I attempt for humor
but reach for what humors me
Don't think it vain
it's just how I connect with my fellow human beings
If my thoughts seem sporadic forgive me
I'm drowning the doubt
infusing creativity
I fear I do not know how to write a tale
my imagination recedes under it's dark veil
I wish he could see me
and i him
for an imagination makes us feel like a child again
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC
A quick hit.
Ya get your fix.
Slip inside.
Goodbye.
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 9:17 PM UTC
