That stiff manor
And the lifeless grin was enough to
Freeze me.
Love is not supposed to be pulling teeth
To be noticed.
You taught me that mediocre exists.
The love before you
Taught me passion is not just
Drunk tears at 3 am and
Deceiving words.
I went from burning hot to freezing cold.
I don’t know what normal is and
I don’t know if I ever will.
I learned to set my own temperature.
I am in control of my own degree of love.
To find a happy medium would be ideal
But I have come to the conclusion I chase after extremes.
Whether it is extremely boring, or extremely exhilarating
It gives me life.
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 6:34 PM UTC
I am a traveler
I am a foreigner to myself
My smile is 50/50
and by this I mean that it is unsure
My eyes are undoubtedly truthful
and I am always looking for light in uselessly dark places
My hands are shaky yet steady
My confidence wavers
it comes and goes with the wind
My body is a creaky robotic shell that is always tired
I am incredibly indecisive
My mind is like the ocean
sometimes it is calm and clear
and others it is a raging storm in which I struggle to stay afloat
At night I look to the stars hoping to find a piece of myself
I am a strong believer in horoscopes
because I want to believe that the stars already know who I am
I am a traveler
and I wish to see the world
and I wish to meet myself.
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 12:32 AM UTC
I am not that
not a storm before sunrise,
awakening the slumbering seaside
with sprays of churning ocean,
watery elemental
breaking against the bluff
with every exhale
- quickened heartbeat -
pounding the shore with
black-water fists
I am not that
the master of nature
calling the mountains to rise
and the rivers to run
Planting my flag
in my earth.
No.
I was strong once.
When I kicked from the womb.
Now I lift my hands
only to be held
by another.
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 10:21 PM UTC