the drastic difference of color between the two trees was shocking
one so full of life
thriving
soaking in all that was around it
experiencing the season and changing along with
it into something so beautiful you couldn’t
bear to move your eyes away from it
but the other was not
the other was stuck in the previous stage
unable to adapt to the new surrounding
brought to it
there was no hiding the fact
that it was unprepared and not capable
of keeping up
you pitied it because it was stuck beside the
most beautiful thing with
absolutely no comparison
I am the red tree
and you are the green
I am sorry you are not able to keep up
with the person I have become
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 10:22 PM UTC
I didn't even ask
To be your sun
Or your moon.
All I wanted
was to be
Your Sunday afternoons.
How many empty calendars spaces
I wasted,
Waiting for you.
Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC
my thoughts are mixed up of present time
and words of poetry i have not yet written
I think of you but can only make it so far
before my mind creates a metaphor for
the emptiness that this small soul of mine
now is
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 12:07 AM UTC
I hope she loves your hurt and pain away
I hope she understands the depth of your passions
I hope she takes care of your literary soul
and relishes in the way your voice carries
straight to the core
I hope she realizes what she has
(I hope you're happy because as much as it
hurts you deserve that)
Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 10:25 PM UTC
if this is what emotions are
hot water pounding down on my skin
the taste of stale alcohol trying to create some essence
of numbness
the words of music so loud in an attempt to drown out
the ache that my heart brings with each beat
I don’t want it
I don’t want any part of it
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 10:39 PM UTC
I saw you today
and my heart felt sad
sad for what could have been
what never will be
we made eye contact
and in those few seconds
there was so much I wish
I could convey
just give me a chance
just give me a chance
just give me a chance
but you looked away
and I kept walking
Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 8:44 PM UTC
mornings bring a certain type of serenity
coffee in my hand
music in my ears
the rising sun peering in through the window
it is a fresh start
this day can be whatever I make of it
as I sit in my bed with my steaming cup of coffee
and listening to the quiet hum of life going on around me
it is okay
today will be okay
life will be okay
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 3:47 PM UTC
hah
as if it matters how
hard I try
you will always be there
you will always make
my heart ache
as soon as I see
your face and hear your
voice everything I have
tried so hard to forget
comes crashing back through
my mind making me wonder
what happened and
why did you leave
and why didn’t I follow
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 8:52 PM UTC
no matter what
you will always
be in the back of my mind
and in the back of my heart will
always be the question
what if
May 28, 2017
May 28, 2017 at 8:38 PM UTC
I watch as I trace my finger against the wall
taking in the noise it makes as the nail comes in
contact with the wallpaper
there must be more to life than this
having the little things impact me the way they do
not knowing what to do with this heavy heart of mine
not knowing how to continue on
my body feels so weighed down
and my head is battling the fog
i’m looking for the light
to save me from the darkness
but something tells me
it’s not coming
May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 9:25 PM UTC