I hope someone thought of me
When reminiscing on days long past
Of memories on crowded sidewalks
And me in their peripheral, existing quietly
Oct 24, 2023
Oct 24, 2023 at 12:45 AM UTC
A cup of tea and daisy keychains
Mark your presence in my peripheral
Oh, dirt,
Why did you take them from me?
Don’t you have enough to bury
Today, I prayed to God to let me die
And I was cursed with the knowledge that I will keep living
I’m not someone that will be missed for very long
So the pain I bear wont be moved to many
Why are you gone
And why was I ever here?
Oct 22, 2023
Oct 22, 2023 at 12:59 AM UTC
Those hands that used to turn the pages of a Bible
now load **** into a bowl,
fingers shaking
Oct 28, 2022
Oct 28, 2022 at 11:43 PM UTC
All mom ever wanted
Was to see all of her kids in church
And it happened
On the day of her funeral
Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 3:42 PM UTC
I looked at you, and I saw stardust on your cheeks,
Saturn in your eyes,
and comets falling from your fingertips.
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 4:26 AM UTC
I can’t say when it started,
me grabbing on to every precious moment
while life taunts me like a ticking clock
counting down the seconds
until my heart shatters into pieces.
It became more than a hobby or a habit,
it became an obsession.
Still as a stone,
not breathing,
I can spend hours upon hours
rewatching and remembering
what I would never let myself forget.
It’s both a blessing and a curse;
struck dumb
watching pictures and fragments dance in my mind's eye,
the only things moving are my lips that smile
and the tear that runs down my cheek.
From the vast expanse that is my mind,
new ideas and new thoughts come to light,
things I've never thought of before,
never realized.
Fragments of a shattered poem
that will be sung as a lullaby in a hundred years,
remembered by those who thought they forgot.
Yet I lay here, and remember.
The white walls tell their own stories
and are pressing in,
but the floor beneath my back is keeping me grounded,
keeping me sane.
My mind will continue to spin its tales
until I'm lost in them
from now until forever.
The end result is still the same.
No matter how long,
how hard you hold on,
there will always come a time for it to go,
whatever it is.
You will still hold on until you can't any longer,
until all you have left
is the bittersweet memories
and the pictures
left in dusty frames.
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC
There are many people you can lay in bed with,
But there are few who you'll want to wake up with
Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 2:52 AM UTC
Your heart isn't in your feet, but your feet affect your heart.
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 1:55 AM UTC
When you think of summer
Of those long, perfect nights
Patios and parties
Below strung fairy lights
When you think of summer
Warm air against your skin
Hands and bodies wander
Whispers full of sin
When you think of summer
There's someone by your side
Loneliness comes easy
But join me for a ride
When you think of summer
The loose, revealing clothes
The freedom we are given
When its over, who knows
When you think of summer
We spend nights counting stars
Loud laughter ringing soundly
Chasing each others cars
When you think of summer
The burning summer sun
The long 2 am car rides
An endless life of fun
When you think of summer
Feet sinking into sand
The bonfires been lighted
I'll hold you by the hand
When you think of summer
The sunset of our lives
We watch the blue waves crashing
As the summer sun dies
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 12:11 AM UTC
Even the sun can't keep everyone warm at the same time.
What makes you think you can?
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 1:07 AM UTC