jadedsoul
I can't say much that others haven't said. Trying to make sense of a life fraught with disappointment. I'm an eternal optimist in a crap world that doesn't give a damn. / / I try not care, but it stabs at my heart. So, I DO care. I DO love. Sadly, most of it is trampled in the mud, but to do anything else, is a betrayal of myself. / / I might seem depressed - some of my older work is very much so. Some days are better, some not so much...
The alarm clock rings
slowly I come to,
I open my eyes
and get a sickening realisation;
Oh **** it, I'm still alive
I've had enough
I've eaten my fill
"Waiter, check please"
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 2:51 PM UTC
I'm pathetic.
Craving love,
craving intimacy.
16 years of marriage,
I should know better
Come, codeine my love,
Take away these desires...
Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 6:39 PM UTC
My Indian friend thinks I'm a guru -
He deems wise,
my rhetorical musings
But they're just the result of a jaded heart
that's been studying humans too long
Truth is, if I were a Guru
and people trekked up a mountain
to sit at my feet and learn,
my honest answer would be;
I do not know!
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC
I thought life was a feast
a banquet to sit at and enjoy
but the variety was so small
the feast - fast food instead
I've had my fill
don't want to upset the Host
so I nibble on
But I've had my fill...
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 4:23 AM UTC
Two people on a bridge;
one looks downstream
the other upstream
Two people, one bridge
two different perspectives;
One sees the water gone past,
laments for its loss
The other sees the water coming
and rejoices at the opportunity
In life, you can lament what's past
and miss the good that's coming
Or you can turn the other way
and seize the moment -
Depends if you choose
to look upstream or downstream...
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 5:59 PM UTC
The true horror
is that I'll never see him again-
my dad, my father
18 years on and I still weep,
weep like a lost little boy
that will never see his daddy again,
feel his strong arms' embrace,
see him help the weak,
or be in his presence
Weeping, like a lost little boy...
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
You don't always need a gun to ****
sometimes a cold shoulder does
You don't always need a knife to cut deep
sometimes a cold shoulder does
That cold shoulder has cut me deep
it's killed my soul
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 12:37 PM UTC
i HATE insipidness
i LOVE colour
i THRIVE on passion
i have SYNAESTHESIA
my life is filled with WONDER
i HEAR colour
i SEE music
i TASTE shapes
the monochrome of insipid
makes me want to puke
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
The trouble in life,
the trouble in love,
isn't always that you're the **** -
sometimes,
you're the innocent bystander
that gets injured
when the chaos in the lives of others finally explodes
and you're injured by the shrapnel!
sometimes mortally,
sometimes bad enough
to carve gashes in your soul
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC
Life's skies are often dark -
cloudless, cold nights in Life
but for a few Bright Stars
all would have been dark!
So THANK YOU
Thank you to all of you;
the Bright Stars in my sky -
the Bright Stars that light up my world
Without you, there would be only darkness
but the darker the gets
the brighter you shine
you light up my life
THANK YOU
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 4:51 AM UTC