I sit with the world
This perfect imperfection
Surrounds my body
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
A cry for help
A protest.
A last resort
A plan undone
Filled with defiance
Still unnoticed
He burns in silence.
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 4:29 PM UTC
I wish I knew
I wish. I know.
You know I wish
I wish for you
You for me
And me for you
You wish you knew
You wish. I know.
You wish for love
I say let go
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
Alone, I watch contently
A mother skipping with her son
Two friends, laughing
Children romping in the grass
Lovers,
lips locked
Alone in this togetherness
I wish for someone to hold me
Though I enjoy being alone,
I don’t fancy being lonely.
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC
You're every move is perfection
Every word a soft kiss
I long for your affection
Every breath, pure bliss
But if you said that you love me
What would I do
remain silent
Becuase you'll never know I love you
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 5:45 PM UTC
A seal is broken
A problem arisen
An argument settled
A person belittled
Apathy present
A victor discerned
What will it take for us to understand
That a question answered,
is not always a lesson learned
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 5:30 PM UTC
The waves slowly lap the shore
like a hand reaching for something distant
You sit wishing there was more
but the waters rhythm seems persistent
Examining cracks that the waves have worn
your mind is made up, but your heart remains torn
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 5:14 PM UTC
condescending tone
like a mother to a child
free of emotion
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 4:50 PM UTC
Someone once told me
that life is a given
that we were put here
hollow and fruitless
to only exist like dust
I argued against this
saying life is ambiguous
that we were put here
for some dialectic reason
that is bigger than us
In the end we agreed
these were both legitimate
that we were put here
no greater than dust
to achieve our finality
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 4:47 PM UTC
Life is not mine to give or take
Life is not mine to mold or make
Life is not mine to be bought or sold
Life is simply mine to have and to hold
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 4:24 PM UTC