There is so much beyond my bedroom door.
But for too long I stay,
Pacing along the same old floor,
Until my world turns still and gray.
I ask myself, am I ready to leave?
So long my peace of mind.
But for my past life, I will grieve
As I leave it all behind
I climbed the highest mountains, saw the greenest trees.
Walked along the lonely trails.
Counted fish swimming in the bluest seas,
As I leaned against the ship’s billowing sails.
To settle down again will be tough,
But for one life, I’ve experienced more than enough.
Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 7:11 PM UTC
I thought it would work.
But the darkness inside,
Took control of my hands,
And built a wall,
That kept you out.
I can take the blame.
I was far away from,
The girl that you deserve.
My voice never worked,
When I was with you.
Honestly I thought,
That you could break those walls,
And save me from myself.
But that’s my fault too,
Because you’re no hero.
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 11:23 PM UTC
Words are my power.
They give me a tower,
to stand tall on.
Until they were gone.
and I was being choked
with a cord of my cries.
My power did return,
with my joy,
that I earned.
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 8:20 PM UTC
They ignored my cries.
They fell for my disguise.
They think I'm weak,
but they couldn't have been more wrong.
I'm out of mercy.
Their future is bleak,
and it's been too long,
to even compromise.
I will rise.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 7:11 PM UTC
I want to go to Paris,
but I shouldn’t be so careless.
I think I’ll go to New York City,
But I’ll look like such a pity.
What about Chicago?
I’ll go to wherever the wind will blow.
Or maybe I’ll just stay home.
But then again, I do love Rome.
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 8:43 PM UTC
I've gone numb
The waves might crash,
but they fall 20 miles from shore.
I might hear gun shots,
but they're just echos in my mind.
I want to change
but the sad truth is
I'm numb.
But after all
isn't it just a drop of water in a flood?
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 9:08 AM UTC
They danced.
Till pinks and blues joined the moon
and marigolds painted the ground gold.
The night ending far too soon.
The years advanced.
Their bones too old,
to dance the night away.
But the marigolds
in the bouquet
remind them of the good old days.
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 8:05 PM UTC
Walking,
Talking.
Everything,
and
Anything.
We bring it all to the table,
but I'm unstable.
a ticking time bomb,
till the next meltdown.
tick,
tick.
everything,
till
nothing.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 8:49 PM UTC
Maybe I'm happy,
deep down below.
Covered by miles and miles of snow.
But down here it's cold,
and dark,
like night, sixfold.
So, I'm stuck down here
with my fear,
of winter never ending.
But when I'm with you,
and I am mending,
I smile,
a real one for awhile.
And the snow is melting,
my joy, overwhelming.
So, maybe I'll sit in the trees
underneath the summer sun, feeling free
with you. Maybe.
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 2:23 PM UTC