My friends all seem to be noticed,
They have prom dates and boyfriends,
Their Social Media is ripe with new people every day.
They are popular.
I am but a shadow in their midst.
My family all seem to be fortunate,
With their big companies and job success,
And their test victories and general triumph.
They are successful.
I am but a disaster among them.
My community blossoms with life and fun,
But yet, it shrivels away under my touch,
For fear I bring tragedy upon all things I lay my fingers on.
So I stay in my shadows,
I accept my disasters.
I am but a ghost amid the world.
Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 1:53 PM UTC
Our love is like titanic,
Upon stormy waters, we hit an iceberg,
and our ship is sinking...
S l o w l y . . .
P a i n f u l l y . . .
and it will all end in тяαgιту,
In Ice-Cold waters,
When our frozen hearts no longer feel,
the warmth of the love before it.
Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 9:59 PM UTC