You've brought me down and left me in a broken state. You've lifted me up and made me feel ways in which others cannot relate. I keep telling myself for you, it's never too late. With every new beginning, there's something hard we always have to face. We take steps further into life and leave others confused, without a trace. Many have told you to slow down your pace, but I have been there to defend you in many ways. I have hoped and wished that you would understand me, even today. But maybe it's you, along with others that will never be able to relate. You've taught me helping others is my fate, and that is something I'm thankful for, without debate.
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
Did you know what I felt
When you spoke an untruthful truth
Did you see my happiness melt
When you thought you were trying to prove
Can you look out at the mountains
And see where the ridges formed
Can you look at the many fountains
And see their designed forms
What do you define as perfect
And what do you believe is worth it
Is it the reefs in the ocean
Or is it the truth you consider worthless
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 7:00 PM UTC
Did you ever wonder why
Why the crows always sighed
Shallow sighs that seemed to signify
The broken pieces of happiness that once used to collide
Looking back at it now
I could hear a poetic prowl
A town full of memories
A land full of histories
Think simply, they used to tell me
Because with that, they said
You can take on life slightly more effortlessly
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
A painted mirror
With the image of love
Only intended to show her exterior
No matter the size of the shove
They pick spitefully
Tossing flecks of dried work
But she responds oh so delightfully
Forgetting her crafted worth
Born to show others an image they'd like to perceive
Dead to have not even the maker grieve
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
You blossomed like a rose
Then your petals shrived
Because nobody knows
The pain you have handled
Quick and tidy
Their requests are quite tiring
The emotions you're hiding
The levels can be quite frightening
A quick breath of mild air
You feel you're on the road to nowhere
A sharp second of a cold glare
You feel you're stuck in the same dark layer
Tomorrow you'll wake
To fight another day
Among those who are a storm
To the end, you'll find your way
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC