We bonded over
being broken
Watching other missing
puzzle pieces drink
their weekend away
We belonged perfectly,
sitting at the bar
Words became pictures,
the commotion our score
Glasses drained
Tipped
We were out
the door
Feb 8, 2020
Feb 8, 2020 at 2:32 PM UTC
Rely on yourself
and the world
will follow
Own your words
by choosing
them
Command yourself,
stand up straight
Control your own
heavens
Do not drown on
your neglected
self-esteem
Enjoy your lone
harmony
Without it
you're hardly
credible
Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 12:19 PM UTC
I watched a person
fall and roll down
a snowbank
today
I could not stay
home any longer
The paint is peeling
The roof is leaking
I drove myself
to the beach
Parked the car
and sat
Slowly realizing,
that the person
who fell was
me
Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 3:04 AM UTC
Driving
Both of us said
nothing
We had to
leave the house
Stopping
I looked at him
and he at me
I smiled
he nodded
"She is not my Karen,"
he said,
"I lost her last May."
I pressed the gas
and the car moved
forward
So are we
Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 2:44 AM UTC
He walked in
frozen on the battle
field of addiction
and escapism
All he wanted
was the nostalgia
of his youth
“Have lemonade?”
10-4-19
Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 1:23 AM UTC
Accept yourself
You may not like it,
but you will set
your mind free
Once accepted
nothing can set you back,
as understanding is
freedom of doubt
Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 1:08 AM UTC
All I heard was the ocean
No signs of rain
Footsteps to a forgotten memory
All parks are closed
A lonesome walker passes by
What seem like hours
were only two footsteps
from point A to B
What happened?
The undertow must have
taken its hold
Moving me about
like a
washing machine
12-14-18
Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 12:38 AM UTC
Every moment is a moment
Capture it
Love it
Learn it
Remember it
Before it ceases to exist
Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 12:26 AM UTC
It’s been raining all day
To spaced to care about
my whereabouts
Been floating on this mattress,
drifting between yellow lines
The time on the clock glows brightly
At 9:17
Dark, but I can see them
Wet, walking, they're on the sidewalk
While I drift on a sea of gray and yellow
She is wearing a frown and it makes me sad
What is her life like, walking in the rain?
It's coming down hard
Sadness
Maybe they’ll vanish out of my view,
but not out of my mind
I am sorry
11-4-18
Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 4:50 PM UTC
Neither money nor job title
defines you
It is the impression
and overall experience
that others receive
that fosters your
legacy
Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 4:29 PM UTC