Skies for eyes, the world contained in full,
Yet see into one’s self, the inner soul.
Little children love her kind embrace,
Vivacious, vibrant smiles on their face.
Independent, she decides her way,
An upstream-swimmer owning every day.
Pretty as a yellow rose in bloom,
A pleasant, glowing presence in the room.
Underneath her placid countenance
Lies deepest care for family and her friends.
Intuitive
Not afraid to live
Excelling in the art of being her.
(No one does it better)
Jul 10, 2024
Jul 10, 2024 at 10:50 PM UTC
Skies, overcast
Gray
Sidewalk below
Gray
All my memories
All my past
Gray
Take my hand
Let me lead you
Away
Let me lead you
Far from here
No more gray for you,
My dear.
Gray is cool
And you are warm.
Gray is still
And you’re a storm.
Once we find
Your verdant home
I’ll go back
Where I belong-
To Gray
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 7:57 PM UTC
I spill my heart onto the keys
And to the screen it flows.
My mind's a dark, deflated tire
That rolls across the interweb.
It cracks their screens and breaks their hearts,
Their spirits squished and flattened out.
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
If I asked it would be awkward,
What you're thinking,
If I'm boring you,
If you loathe me,
If you're having a bad day,
If it's awkward because you have Feelings for me,
It so awkward.
Why.
I try and I try
To read into your dismissive
****** expressions.
Why are you so disinterested?
You laugh with others,
But never with me.
I'm angry because
I simply do not understand.
I'm angry because
An answer I cannot demand.
I'm angry because
My mind must be broken.
I'm angry because
Your thoughts must be spoken
If I'm to understand.
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
Trapped in my own skin
Within a hollow shell of ice.
Stay cold to survive.
Alive, I warm and melt.
A bad hand dealt to me -
Supposed inabilities,
Freeze my will to break the exoskeleton.
For if I thaw,
My life becomes a puddle of pathetic liquid.
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 11:32 AM UTC
Socially awkward
I thought
I learned
To cope
But nope
I fought
To learn
The way
To act
So I
Could gain
Respect.
It turns out
All along
I was wrong
And my life
Is simply
Elaborate forgery of social skills.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 1:30 AM UTC
Teetering on the edge
The grassy plateau of internal peace under my feet
But I'm teetering
The grass beneath my feet
Gives way
To rocky downward slopes
The deep ravine of despair
And I am teetering
Peace on one side
Turmoil the other
Hanging in the balance
Which way will I fall?
The scent of truth
Floods the nostrils of my soul
For hanging in the balance
Between peaceful
And depressed
Is not peaceful at all.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 1:15 AM UTC
Motorcycles rumbling by
As overhead an airplane flies,
Thundering and humming.
Sirens wailing somewhere near.
Mosquitoes whining in your ear.
A grumbling train is coming.
Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC
A Kickstart in the morning
Coffee at midday
Latte in the afternoon
An evening soda
Caffeine running in my veins
Dripping from my brow
The scent of it in my nose
It is a being
Symbiotic to my self.
Believe it or not,
I hear it breathing inside,
Compressing my heart
Rhythmically to stay alive.
Without it I'd die.
Dependent but satisfied
Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 5:08 PM UTC
The fight was long and drenched in pain,
Your strength was put to test.
You feared the grief would never end,
But now, my dear, come rest.
Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC