Numbing pain with remedies unwise
Trying to forget
the past of lies
Going through day to day life
Such a battle,
so much strife.
Climbing out of bed
whispering
"you can do it, you're not dead"
Wanting with super might
to yell and cry
managing to mumble and sigh.
Resigned to the way
life seems to be:
Struggling; a vessel of empty
But each step taken
even with the ache'n
Is another foot forward
In the direction of hope; toward.
Each day gets better
don't stumble now
lighter as a feather.
Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 9:53 AM UTC
I wonder if going all in is a decision
you think about
plan about
dream about
But I know it's not
when you're consistently
cash broke
out of luck
or out of time
You keep saying you'll get a big break
but I wonder if you would ever
apply yourself
save yourself
plan for yourself
Simply put;
You cannot keep running into things headfirst
and then complain
that your head
hurts.
Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
Inhaling smoke into tarry lungs
Exhaling poison.
Drinking alcohol to numb the agony
Setting fire to a scarred esophagus.
Selfish to a fault
Its always about the big ME.
Doing favors and expecting
to get something out of it.
Ignoring the small and weak.
I've seen the worst of humanity.
I looked in the mirror and it reflected back to me.
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
Breaking into pieces and trying to super glue the parts together
Being twisted and damaged and acidic corrosion
Getting a welder's mask and tools
To melt the pieces together
And nothing is the same, forever.
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
Smiling gently
snow is falling
heart is breaking
for Christmases of old.
Times are changing
World is older
souls are merging.
Warm fires
bright eyes.
Warm fires,
bright eyes.
Couples dancing
families gather
the lonely watch.
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 11:50 AM UTC
I was settled for in my relationship and he loves me, he loves me.
I can't shake the feeling that I'm second best, and he loves me, he loves me.
He looks at me but I'm not the prettiest, but he loves me, he loves me.
I know in my heart that he loves me, he loves me.
But I'll always know deep in my soul, I was settled for.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC
I miss the way I could laugh carefree.
The way smiles used to light up my face.
But when I glance at him,
I see he struggles to do the same
and occasionally we will laugh together
and our smiles make the room seem brighter
and for a moment we're weightless.
And in those moments
my hearts swells to capacity
with love for this man
who can make me feel like I used to
by just looking into my eyes.
We see the depths of each other's souls
and find that we are equal
and always have been,
in this life and the next.
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 3:12 PM UTC
Someone once asked me to write a poem
just for them,
And I smiled sadly, and asked for heart break.
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
To the people I've left behind...
I'm sorry and
I hope against hope, that we meet again.
It's been a hell of a journey
Pitfalls along the way
And days I thought
Spiraling downwards was the only way.
Turning away from good friends
Committing my sins
Only numbing the pains
As the pain only gained.
I wonder as I wonder
If I had it all wrong
Climbing upwards
And falling backwards.
I'm sorry and
I hope against hope, that we meet again.
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 12:31 AM UTC
Some say I'm obsessed with the night
and I, I say they are right.
I used to be afraid of the dark
the full moon
I used to be a huge horror fan
and well, I still am.
But I grew out of those childish fears
and now I see the wonder
as I gaze upon the stars
and adolescent angst
makes the night feel akin
to the dark thoughts
but as we mature
we realize that the night
is just the prelude to
a beautiful dawn
a new day
a new start
and the glory
of a beautiful sunrise
seen through introspective eyes
and even as I type
an essence of my thought
is lost
or simply kept
as I heard it put in another poem
and it resonated with me
like thunder on a dark
and stormy night
I used to feel afraid of the thunder
even though mom
would say lightning is something more
rational to be afraid of
but she couldn't hear the monsters
in the thunder that were out to get me
now thunder is calming
as I realize that there
are more worrisome noises
in day-to-day life
Going back to the night
as I sit outside
and tears stream down my face
as my eyes look into outer space
and I realize I'm just a speck
in this greater place
just floating on a rock
moving to and fro
like the waves that
crash shore to shore.
But we are all universes
with our thoughts
and even as I type this an essence
is kept
and lost.
Some say I'm obsessed with the night
and I, I say they are right.
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC