*I am the hermit who lives in my head.
I gather...
I analyse...
I stow away all that I've learnt.*
Because when the wind would blow
and the earth wouldn't understand.
When the world would tremble,
shaken by man's ruthless hand.
*I am the hermit who lives in my head.
I listen...
I keep...
I stockpile in the shadows.*
Because in my blood exists grudge...
And my bones, weary from despair.
My skin screams exhaustion
and my body feigns to care.
*I am the hermit who lives in my head.
I overthink...
I hide...
I hoard all my thoughts.*
Because the walls have ears
and these pages bear eyes.
What my heart truly knows...
Is that your mouth tells only lies.
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 11:48 AM UTC
You're the cure to this melancholy nostalgia that has followed me through life.
Nothing is as bad as I remember and everything does get better.
We can face this together.
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 11:48 AM UTC
in the silence
our thoughts are the loudest
they're the creaks of the floorboards
letting us know
we are not alone
whether the voices are good or bad
the silence really will never invade our minds
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
Nobody loves the girl in grey
She's pretty and smart
But that's all for today
She will climb mountains for you
Will cross oceans for you
Will cry for you
Will DIE for you,
But nobody would do the same
The girl in grey has pains of her own
She's tired
She's scared
She's all alone
For years and years
They've watched her play
With that smile of hers
Day by day
No one understood her crying tears
Or the constant questions
Or the lingering fears
She was strange
She was shy?
Nobody knows the girl in grey
She has so many stories
To tell day by day
She has so many secrets she's willing to share
She has so many hours she's willing to spare
Because one other person all dressed in grey
Is too many to count
In her eyes
Day by day
To see all the pain in the world around
To see all the suffering always found
She'd rather it just be herself
She's the girl in grey with the heart of a rainbow
She feels your pain like it's her own
She will never give up, cuz that's who she is
No matter if your name is John, Ann, or Liz
She will always be there
Just lurking around
Hoping against all odds
All girls in grey will be found
And loved to no end,
like she never could be
She loves herself like she loves her family
She will hold on
Nobody loves the girl in grey
She's kind and generous
And she's here day by day
She'll be blamed for things she didn't do
She'll cry at night at truths untrue
But never will she be blue
The girl in grey
Nobody loves the girl in grey
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 11:13 PM UTC
When she was three years old,
they took a hot metal lettering
and placed it against her skin.
She was branded,
labeled for everyone to see.
She whimpered for hours
through the tears and agony,
the word slowly sank in.
Now a man
wants her to trust him.
She hides the word
but she knows he can see.
Its all she's every been,
all she's ever felt,
all she's ever known.
She traces the word,
feels the pain,
as if the steaming metal
was being placed on her flesh
over and over again.
He takes her hand
leads her through the dark.
But in the light
how can she trust him?
She's always going
to be lacking,
always going to be branded
'fatherless'.
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 11:01 PM UTC
The world is full
of daughters and sons
but royalty gets in the way
No one is born better
no better blood exists
no existing humans are more important than you
I am a daughter
my father is a son
we are all royalty with perfect blood
And all daughters are princesses
all sons are princes
whether it be the president's princess
the teacher's prince
the lawyer's princess
the single mother's prince
the janitor's princess
the performer's prince
or the oceanographer's princess
With different blood comes purity
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 7:50 PM UTC
They say only fools fall in love
so an idiot I am
to have fallen in love so young
and so fast
and so without a glance back.
Love's tragic ocean
has followed me around
for years
and I have stayed above water
because I will marry him
eventually.
I have known him for years
he is my friend
my brother
my partner in crime
and so I stay afloat
because I will marry him
eventually.
I have seen others drown in love
I have heard their screams.
They tried to cross the ocean
but then failed and stayed forever
on the sandy floor.
I wait for the day when his loved ones
will make it across
and he will await with open arms.
But the day is yet to come.
And so my heart beats on
and I dodge every wave
closer and closer
until one day
the sea will part
and he will give his heart
to me
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 10:07 AM UTC
An apple a day
doesn't keep the doctor away
but a doctor a day keeps the apples closer
and a penny saved isn't a penny earned
but a penny earned is a penny saved
I'm not trying to burst your bubble
I'm just trying to break the ice
I'm just trying to cut to the chase
an apple a day
doesn't keep the doctor away
and a penny saved isn't a penny earned
but a doctor a day keeps the apples closer
and a penny earned is a penny saved
early to bed early to rise
all depends on daylight savings
don't look a gift horse in the mouth
because
An apple a day
doesn't keep the doctor away
but a doctor a day keeps the apples closer
and a penny saved isn't a penny earned
but a penny earned is a penny saved
It's the elephant in the room
why, it's easy as pie
even though an apple a day doesn't keep the doctor away
those with money can afford a doctor and can eat apples
and if one earns money for a living
well that's cash right there that can be saved
for the future
an apple a day
doesn't keep the doctor away
and a penny saved isn't a penny earned
but a doctor a day keeps the apples closer
and a penny earned is a penny saved
Every cloud has a silver lining
It's not brain surgery
It ain't all that it's cracked up to be
Just keep on truckin
yes, please keep your shirt on
because money doesn't grow on trees
Go out on a limb
go earn that penny
go save that penny
because
An apple a day
doesn't keep the doctor away
but a doctor a day keeps the apples closer
and a penny saved isn't a penny earned
but a penny earned is a penny saved
and nobody wants Elvis to leave the building
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 8:13 PM UTC
The story is known throughout the world
a broken family
the misunderstood offspring
it takes pure chance to become a father or mother
but being a dad or mom is the
hardest work of all
the problem with the world
is that no one understands one another
no one knows how to help each other
that's why relationships can fade
and lives end quicker than expected
and the solution of the problem
doesn't lie in the adults
the children are the only ones who can
terminate the errors of our ways
because if those children
see the youngest of children
having similar dilemmas
then the olders should aid the youngers
if the youngers are saved
the whole world will be in good hands
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
Dead men walking
down the road at twilight
without a care in the world
or a sound
Beliefs seemed to falter
what others said mattered
the footprints trailing behind don't match their own
They speak with the same voice
they have the same mind
yet they had the chance to be different
Soon she will be one of them
as will he and his friend as well
Unified minds alike
Another dead man walking
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC