brian-patrick-oconnor-sr
I love this life. I wouldn't trade it for any other. I hope my writings can inspire you. or at least make you feel. this community is full of diversity, it comes in the form of love, anguish, angst, passion, fear. take time to read random works. some are a call for help. others a call for action. some just sit there waiting to save a life. or inspire one. / https://www.facebook.com/brian.sr87
I walked into a silent house
peaceful, though it seemed
The echoes of my memories
Continue, how they scream
My thoughts had taken over
Strengthening the demons of my past
They fought for years to own my soul
This battle was my last
I removed the plastic cap
Removed the shiny foil
I turned the bottle upside down
And said goodbye to sorrow
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 8:25 AM UTC
Why, oh why? my love , does the writing seem more real
than the words that I have told you,and the tears that I have spilled
it seems that only now,at the beginning of this day
I can tell you all I need,and you can not turn away
for what I write down on this page may well be set in stone
though I am merely inches, I may well be alone
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 3:18 AM UTC
you lay your head on my chest
my selfish pride aside
until you fall asleep
then my demons come alive
there is nothing you can say
that would make this seem alright
so I see you sleep in envy
as I lay on through the night
it angers me to watch you sleep
with so little to remorse
as I'm laying awake and thinking
of the reaper at the door
if I dare move or make a sound
you jump alive with fear
to further drive the guilt inside
my conscience can't burn clear
I feel guilty for the way I look
and try to care for you
I feel guilty for the steps I take
and the manor in which I move
maybe someday I can make you feel
as I see you in my heart
and maybe you can return this feeling
that our love may never part
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
I am laying in this bed of ours
inside this home we've built
wondering why you wont touch me
all you speak of is your guilt
you tell me how you want to change
that you're needing to improve
and all the while I'm laying here
just wondering what to do
these millions of thoughts run through my mind
not one better that the next
it all leads back to the same old guilt
it seems I've failed the test
you say that you're happy
while you cry yourself to sleep
but the one who's most afflicted
is the one you choose to keep
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 3:03 AM UTC
These are the words
that express how I feel
about the life that we have
and the love that we share
you have so many doubts
so many concerns
of being in trouble
and false lessons learned
that you'd take from us both
the good times we share
to wave in my face
your fears that do scare
you say you're afraid
that your doing me wrong
but all I can feel
is a love so strong
what weighs so heavy
on your mind and your heart
if it continues to consume you
it will tear us apart
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 2:57 AM UTC
I live a little every day
afraid to take in to much all at once
I am surrounded by a wall built of caution and fear
If only I could learn how to live all at once
It stands to reason that a dim candle may burn forever
but will never be found useful in guiding one through the dark
but a bright pyre. now that would only burn for a night
but would illuminate so many of you
just sitting in the shadows
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 5:53 PM UTC
What do you feel now?
when it comes to seeing the reaper?
when you look back on the choices you've made.
do you feel that he should pass you over?
or should he take your hand and lead to down?
rise now! and view yourself from other eyes.
see how they view you.
would you take yourself as a friend? a lover?
rise now and show the reasons the reaper should pass you by.
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 5:48 PM UTC
Waking up in the morning
still tired and groggy
rushing to leave the house
throwing on whatever clothes are closest to me.
endless cycle, day in, day out
rushing through my life to do someone else's bidding
then it clicks.
something in my head, and in my heart.
I want more of you, more of us
more time to explore the true nature of life
unbound, free to choose my own speed
today, here, with you, I choose slow
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
These days seem more and more
Like I'm sitting on the ocean floor
The weight of the salty water
Crushing down on my chest
The negative bouyance
It chains me down
Not allowing me an inch
The sun doesn't reach me
No light to shine
No warmth to glow.
If only I would have given the effort to stay afloat,
resisting the urge to still my self and let the dark overtake me.
If I would have seen then what I now hold dear.
The silent ponder had has lead me to see.
Acknowledgement of your love is what could have saved me
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 5:45 AM UTC
It's A flimsy thing, inspiration
it just kind of shows up one day
maybe it stays for an hour
maybe it never shows at all
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 1:33 AM UTC