In my head I’m still 18
I feel young and immature
But I’m also reminded daily
That is not the case
Where did the time go?
How did I get 5 years older?
The world keeps moving forward
But I want to stay in place
Just a little longer
Jun 13, 2021
Jun 13, 2021 at 1:23 AM UTC
sometimes you just
gotta sit down and write
just grab the apple
and take a bite
just take a leap
into the dark night
if you want to be a poet
you gotta write poems
let the words go
wherever the wind blows em
sometimes your lines will ****
other times blow you away
but stay firm on that writing path
don't be led astray
by laziness and perfectionism
saying you can't do it
don't give in, knock em down
push yourself right through it
let the poem be what it is
let its rhymes ring true
knowing as much
as you're writing the poem
it's also writing you
Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 9:39 PM UTC
Take me somewhere
Anywhere
I’m sure it’s better
Than this dump
Called my mind
I want to be free
from thoughts
That keep me up at night
From daily responsibilities
That occupy me
Sometimes I wish
I wasn’t selfless
Considerate and obedient
Maybe then I could
“Let loose” and fulfil
My heart’s desires
Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 8:58 PM UTC
Let’s be strangers not friends
That way we don’t have to be intimate
That way we won’t worry about betrayal
That way we won’t have expectations
And won’t face disappointment
There’ll be no commitments
And no reason to be loyal
If we become friends we’ll get hurt
Imagine if we go further
So let’s be strangers, no intros necessary
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 3:55 AM UTC
I am tired.
Not the mind kind of tired,
The bone kind of tired.
Not the eye kind of tired,
The blood flowing in my body,
kind of tired.
The kind of tired that originates,
Not in the world,
But in me.
The kind of tired,
The world will never be able
To get rid of,
For me.
Forgive me,
I need to take a nap.
This kind of tired is making me
Tired.
I am not always like this.
But the world,
Right now?
Reminds me the tiredness that I am capable of.
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 3:52 AM UTC
I gave you power over me
You never knew you possessed
An unintentional gift I would say
You controlled my emotions
But you had no idea
I’m taking back that power
To get back in control
I can’t call it a gift
If you didn’t receive it
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 11:41 AM UTC
You’re a hole in the ground
When I’m looking for a break in the clouds
Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC