Is a life free of pain; no hunger for hope,
all that it enticingly seems?
Or is there more found in victory over a noose & a rope,
That could never be by achieving the highest of dreams?
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
I've got no idea where my life's goin'.
But,
You do.
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 8:02 PM UTC
Rainy days have come again;
Seems that they do not have an end.
For even when the sun is shining,
I see no silky silver lining.
Even when the sky is blue,
It seems a dull and darkened hue.
Even when the birds are singing,
I hear a haunted, hollow ringing.
Through pseudo smiles; lying laughter,
No hope of, ‘happily ever after.’
Since I have pushed you far away,
The rainy days are here to stay.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 5:15 PM UTC
The opposite of love, is indifference.
Not anger, aversion, or hate.
Accompanied by avoidant-detachment,
And a silence that never abates.
It can disguise itself in diffidence;
Depressed by misery, for score.
Sheltering who practice its persuasion,
But leaving its victim longing for more.
It looks like a promise that’s broken,
It sounds like the melody of a lie.
It tastes like a cocktail & bitters;
It feels like a passion that died.
You can’t see the damage from the outside;
The wounds that scar from within.
Until they manifest as an addiction,
Or any overt kind of sin.
Love faces the toughest of battles;
Love outshines even the sun.
Indifference regards nothing higher;
And indifference will perpetually run.
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 10:33 PM UTC
I told you I wouldn’t remember
If it was real life or a dream
And just as I predicted
Memory is ripping its own seams.
I chose you,
But you didn’t chose me.
Maybe freewill
Negates meant to be.
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 7:38 PM UTC
I’m not good with words, but,
you’re the pumpkin in my pie.
The cherry on top of my banana split;
The apple of my eye.
I’m not good with words, but
you’re the sunshine in my sky.
The heart shaped clouds all floating around;
The little blue bird flying high.
I’m not good with words but,
you’re the melody of a lullaby
The best of memories and times we’ve had;
The celebration to my Fourth of July,
I’m not good with words, but
I love you so much I could cry.
You’re the greatest father who ever lived;
And you’ll always be my guy.
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 11:43 PM UTC
“No regrets.”
Isn’t that what the greats' vision implied before they gave everything?
The more important matter; did the dream stay through the battle-
Or did their lives end in wishes for a time machine?
“All You Need Is Love.”
Did the Beatles really mean that?
Or did they mean
“All You Need Is Drugs.”
“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”
Is that truth?
Or is the reality in the bigger picture?
Romeo and Juliet weren’t honestly star-crossed lovers.
They were name-crossed lovers.
Montagues and Capulets don’t mix.
Or…do they?
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 10:10 PM UTC
If you're staring at a screen right now;
If this moment's brought you here
There's at least a 1 in 7 billion chance,
That I hold you highest, dear.
I haven't put you on a pedestal;
Nor found a friend more true.
Not a soul could take your place-
You are the one and only you.
I'll never be able to repay the comfort,
Or the joy you've given me.
My only hope in sweet return
Is reminding you of beautiful simplicity.
Back to the days we laughed til we cried;
When we had no heartaches or cares.
Nothing that bothered us any more
Than what we decided on to wear.
I miss the times we felt so free;
I took for granted those nights.
Take now for granted, I will no longer
I swear to keep the present in sight.
Life has enough to complicate
Without needing help from us two...
So I'll do what I may to make nostalgia stay,
To be your best friend, Kaitlyn Lou.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC
Thoughtless phrasing for shallow trouble; you know nothing of the gravity of life.
Sarcasm, does not become you.
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 2:11 PM UTC
Somewhere deep inside of my deceitful heart,
Is a belief of one right woman; one right man.
So why can't I make this beating apparatus understand?
Your time will come.
When it does,
He won't treat you like a one night stand.
He'll hold you softly with sweet respect.
He won't be thinking about what he can steal from you next.
With every pulse of love, he'll guard you.
He'll make you forget the ones that scarred you.
You wont know when you've met him by the beats that you skip.
You'll know by the beginning of a strong sense of friendship.
He'll be chasing God's heart.
Just as David was so graciously accused;
And you, oh heart, must be so lost in Jesus
You'll barely notice being pursued.
Waiting isn't forever; you weren't meant to flatline.
But if you can't be quiet, deceitful heart of mine...
You'll focus on the wrong things; you'll be destructive to yourself.
So while we wait,
Go sit upon that shelf.
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 8:41 PM UTC