The depth of the ocean absorbing the color from the sky
the crashing waves like clouds in the ocean
The heart of the forest shedding its green hue to a passing brown
the natural life to death, shared by all living
The core of the flames lashing out with its orange fingers
disrupting, destroying, turning black as night
The vibrant yellow of our sun it's grasp reaching out
both destruction and life in one single entity
The red of our blood coursing through our veins
we bleed it,we shed it, we share it
Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 5:42 AM UTC
Trapped inside my own skin, in complete agony
feeling the destruction within, a shard of glass away
the want to dig deep down, removing the unwanted
on the surface a face of stone, underneath fracturing
ever the silent killer, the uncommunicated pain
why is this crushing ever present, following always
every path being taken, reverting back
trying, changing, rearranging
still trapped alive, how to escape hopeful
possibilities are evolving, leaving with maybe an expanding future
a way back to existence, and feelings of self loathing
Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 5:40 AM UTC
Another day that comes once a year
a day for you, about you, only you
Celebrate these numbers that we all keep counting
remembering the more we live, the more we share
Remember your friends and family, keeping them close
as they will be with you always in body, mind, and spirit
You'll get to where you're going, to the greatest lengths of life
though a long journey still awaits in your years to come
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 4:15 PM UTC
I dont know what my feelings are anymore. They seem to just lead me into oblivion. They talk me into doing things that always end. In tragedy. They put my heart and mind on the line, and i always lose the bet. They open my eyes to new opportunities only to be blinded by them. They tell me that one day tears will stop streaming down my cheeks. They tell me to speak kind words to others, but i feel empty when others do the same. They tell me everything is going to be ok when im not. They tell me one day i will hold someone special in my arms, yet everytime i reach my hands fall short. They tell me one day my i will lay next to the one that i love. They tell me that everything is and adventure, but im the guy who always dies at the end. They tell me sometimes that i should just give up and give into my self-hatred. They tell me to write down what is on my mind no matter how light or how dark it may seem. So right now im doing just that following my feelings into the darkness once more. A darkness that holds a table with a gun, a knife, and a rope telling me these will make me feel better. I want to stop following my feelings, but now they are the only thing that can lead me out of the dark. So im going to grab its hand, and hope im not led astray once again.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC
Watching the water as it flows around the rocks
Gently pushing through unimpeded
Combing itself around so elegantly
It truly is beautiful to watch
Calms my mind, my fingers, my heart, and my soul
Reminds me of the blood flowing through my veins
Tells me I’m only human, my mortality indefinite
To enjoy these simple pleasures in life
To find an opportunity in what comes my way
Helping me to find my inner color and inner peace
Become one with the nature surrounding my physical self
Wrapping it up around me like a blanket
Show my love for everything I have
I am an effigy suspended on a bridge of time
Embracing what is to come my way
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 5:25 PM UTC
you sat next to me on the bus when we were kids
every time my heart started beating faster and faster
"WHAT DO I DO, WHAT DO I DO!!" the thought racing through my mind
I like her so much, but I don't want to lose her friendship
if she had said yes I would have given my heart to her
carried her backpack, written poetry for her, kissed her, cuddled her, told her how beautiful she was to me everyday, held her hand, given her massages, taken her where she wanted to go, brought her flowers, and taken her on picnics where we could lay there for hours watching the stars and talking through sunset to sunrise
but she said no, so I just do know, how can I know, what I don't know
I said I'm just gonna go
so I moved to the back of the bus and watched her laugh with her friends like nothing had ever happened
and that's when i met her, the only one who comforted me,
sitting back there with me because she saw the pain in my eyes
at least someone cared
I had hope once again
Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 4:50 PM UTC
Sometimes walking down
These midnight streets
With little light on my path
Just my feet to carry me
Scattered thoughts
She pops into my mind
Losing all balance and concentration
Straying into the darkened streets
Two lights peering from around the corner
Like the devils eyes staring at my soul
Just before it hits
I see her behind the wheel
I awaken gasping for air
Clutching onto my pillow
Staring out of my window at the street lamps
The clock ticks 12:01
like it does every night without her
Just the same repeating nightmare I tell myself
I lay my head back down
Tears crawling down my cheeks
I scream at the top of my lungs
“WHEN WILL THIS NIGHTMARE END!?”
…..and when can I start to feel better?
Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 8:15 PM UTC
I don’t know what my feelings are anymore. They seem to just lead me into oblivion. They talk me into doing things that always end. In tragedy. They put my heart and mind on the line, and I always lose the bet. They open my eyes to new opportunities only to be blinded by them. They tell me that one day tears will stop streaming down my cheeks. They tell me to speak kind words to others, but I feel empty when others do the same. They tell me everything is going to be okay when I’m not. They tell me one day I will hold someone special in my arms, yet every time I reach my hands fall short. They tell me one day my I will lay next to the one that I love. They tell me that everything is and adventure, but I’m the guy who always dies at the end. They tell me sometimes that I should just give up and give into my self-hatred. They tell me to write down what is on my mind no matter how light or how dark it may seem. So right now I’m doing just that following my feelings into the darkness once more. A darkness that holds a table with a gun, a knife, and a rope telling me these will make me feel better. I want to stop following my feelings, but now they are the only thing that can lead me out of the dark. So I’m going to grab its hand, and hope I’m not led astray once again.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 9:22 PM UTC
She is the girl that holds my heart in both of her hands
Carrying it gently careful not to stumble or fall
She squeezes her hands gently together to keep it beating
She softly places her soft lips upon mine
Blowing air into my crippled and empty lungs
Air flows through my lungs and I begin to breather once more
She places her hands on my head and whispers in my ear
“Come back to me”, as my synapses in my brain begin to fire
Every memory of her and me racing through my mind
Every nerve in my body shoots back to life
My body springs to life, my arms embracing her tightly
My eyes looking deeply into hers, seeing the reason for life
She has put me together and brought me back to life
Given a new meaning to devotion and a reason to live
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 4:42 PM UTC
You're the undead that people fear in the streets at night
You're so beautiful and poised and alluring
But you sunk your fangs into my neck and you drained me of my happiness and left me to suffer and become one of your kind
I don't want to be bitter. I don't want my heat to turn as cold as your touch
Why didn't you just **** me?
Ive left my mark so you can never forget my touch
I took a bite so I could feel warmth for once in my life
I regret my actions that have left you in the cold
Now I am forced to watch my handiwork as you slowly suffer
You always said I was beautiful
Why would you want something so fragile and beautiful to suffer
I was so innocent. I was so sheltered.
I would have given my life if only you had asked
But instead you took it from me
You're the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes upon
But as fragile and broken as I've made you become for that I am sorry
The broken pieces of me seemed to fall out of place with yours
Your life was too beautiful for me to take
For I am just a monster who steals what doesn't belong to me
Leaving emptiness in my wake
Aug 8, 2013
Aug 8, 2013 at 7:05 PM UTC