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tiberius
tiberius
I remember a moment in time where I felt And so deeply, so horrifyingly deep like the vastness of space That you were the solution to my existential problem of my existence in a world I didn’t particularly want to be a part of Remembering the way you made me feel   That after a life of wondering   I had found a place to call home It wasn’t the four walls, the driveway or the yard No, I found my home at 3:30 in the morning stumbling over you in the dark Opening the bedroom door to the hallway slowly As to not wake you up as the light shined off your face And I could see, for the first time While I stood there staring at you, sleeping Tucked into my bed wrapped in fuzzy blankets from your youth It was probably only a second but to me it felt like an eternity I could only find the ability to deeply exhale in a moment of pure bliss Watching you crinkle your face slightly as the light hit you. You didn’t stir But something in me did Something inside me awoke for the first time since the last time years ago When I had you in my bed, doing the same thing I was then. I don’t know what I thought I'd feel I think part of me hoped nothing would have changed That the love I had for you stood stronger than the test of time That all that time I spent talking to you in my mirror Would be worth it, and I wouldn’t have been crazy It’s funny Funny the way life works out Because now When I wake up, I find myself reaching out To nothing There’s always a moment, even if just a second Where I think, maybe I'll wake up from this and you’ll be there You tend to come in and out of my life But when you come back You seem to be the alarm clock that breaks the silence of my mind And bring me back to the real world But I’m starting to believe That maybe I’ve always been awake You are only a dream.
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 6:04 PM UTC
A dream, A nightmare
I remember a moment in time where I felt And so deeply, so horrifyingly deep like the vastness of space That you were the solution to my existential problem of my existence in a world I didn’t particularly want to be a part of Remembering the way you made me feel   That after a life of wondering   I had found a place to call home It wasn’t the four walls, the driveway or the yard No, I found my home at 3:30 in the morning stumbling over you in the dark Opening the bedroom door to the hallway slowly As to not wake you up as the light shined off your face And I could see, for the first time While I stood there staring at you, sleeping Tucked into my bed wrapped in fuzzy blankets from your youth It was probably only a second but to me it felt like an eternity I could only find the ability to deeply exhale in a moment of pure bliss Watching you crinkle your face slightly as the light hit you. You didn’t stir But something in me did Something inside me awoke for the first time since the last time years ago When I had you in my bed, doing the same thing I was then. I don’t know what I thought I'd feel I think part of me hoped nothing would have changed That the love I had for you stood stronger than the test of time That all that time I spent talking to you in my mirror Would be worth it, and I wouldn’t have been crazy It’s funny Funny the way life works out Because now When I wake up, I find myself reaching out To nothing There’s always a moment, even if just a second Where I think, maybe I'll wake up from this and you’ll be there You tend to come in and out of my life But when you come back You seem to be the alarm clock that breaks the silence of my mind And bring me back to the real world But I’m starting to believe That maybe I’ve always been awake You are only a dream.
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Everything will be okay. I tell myself as I lay my head on my pillow For the first time in a long time, completely alone Everything will be okay. I tell myself as I choke on the despair and feel the weight of my loneliness slowly pushing me further into my bed Everything will be okay. I tell myself every hour on the hour as I hear the clock tick in the background, like a bomb waiting to go off in my chest. Everything will be okay. As the days pass, and the pain becomes more of a companion, more of a friend I’ve known a few times before, back for a visit. Everything will be okay. I tell myself as I wait around a phone for a call or message , that deep down I know isn’t coming, or if it even did, it doesn’t matter. Everything will be okay. As I become numb, like a zombie living my days in a life I can’t find the meaning in. Everything will be okay. I lie to myself, as they all lie to me, because everything, everything is not okay.
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Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 4:59 PM UTC
The subtle art of lying to myself
life is a cosmic joke he said as he drained his glass of purpose she watched as he paid and turned to leave his movements proving his point for what real purpose do we have when all we do is live and die and whisper to deities in the sky. life is a cosmic joke she said when the till was short again and drinks were missing from their bottles as meaning was from her existence he watched as she left for the very last time from a job that she hated like the life he despised life is a cosmic joke he said as he lit up his last cigarette and sat in the cold outside his bar next to a homeless man with as little hope of a good long life as anyone else he'd ever met in a world of perpetual sunset life is a cosmic joke he said as he warmed his hands over a dying fire with a young man who was lost or some such he took the ragged gloves off his hands and tried to feel his fingers again in vain as all the world is in trying to find some hidden bliss life is a cosmic joke he said as he crossed another identical street next to a woman or maybe a girl who was crying about a lost lover he walked and he wandered but he never found it even with all his persistence as we never find meaning for our existence life is a cosmic joke she said as she wept into my hair mascara running down her cheeks as she told of her terrible break up and the way he used to hit her   and how she was glad he was gone but how she wished he would come back her indecision mirroring that of all the world do we matter or are we matter which illusion is left to shatter life is a cosmic joke I wrote over and over like some meaningful quote as if it mattered if it was in a poem or if someone read it it doesn't need to be said to be known it stands on its own life is a cosmic joke
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
life is a cosmic joke (i wrote)
life is a cosmic joke he said as he drained his glass of purpose she watched as he paid and turned to leave his movements proving his point for what real purpose do we have when all we do is live and die and whisper to deities in the sky. life is a cosmic joke she said when the till was short again and drinks were missing from their bottles as meaning was from her existence he watched as she left for the very last time from a job that she hated like the life he despised life is a cosmic joke he said as he lit up his last cigarette and sat in the cold outside his bar next to a homeless man with as little hope of a good long life as anyone else he'd ever met in a world of perpetual sunset life is a cosmic joke he said as he warmed his hands over a dying fire with a young man who was lost or some such he took the ragged gloves off his hands and tried to feel his fingers again in vain as all the world is in trying to find some hidden bliss life is a cosmic joke he said as he crossed another identical street next to a woman or maybe a girl who was crying about a lost lover he walked and he wandered but he never found it even with all his persistence as we never find meaning for our existence life is a cosmic joke she said as she wept into my hair mascara running down her cheeks as she told of her terrible break up and the way he used to hit her   and how she was glad he was gone but how she wished he would come back her indecision mirroring that of all the world do we matter or are we matter which illusion is left to shatter life is a cosmic joke I wrote over and over like some meaningful quote as if it mattered if it was in a poem or if someone read it it doesn't need to be said to be known it stands on its own life is a cosmic joke
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Wind makes us sway like dancing trees in the rain washing away the pain of tomorrow and yesterday dreams of bigger and better on the horizon But falling farther and farther from reason Questions as i see your phantom pass me' yet you are alive, and you here with me just a fantasy where has the time gone? Long passed the time where you thought of me for now i am nothing Just a distant memory
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 3:00 PM UTC
Distant Memory
A tap tap tap on my window Startles me from my deep sleep But as I look out silence only follows I move slowly through the still night air Wondering, pondering, "who is there?" My mind it starts to reel, The tension you can surely feel But nothing Not a sound not a noise Not a step, not a voice I lay myself back to sleep Look to the pillow beside me Empty, so empty like the room I see A tap tap tap at my window And now I start to see Its only the windy night and dead trees That wants to say hello to me
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC
Midnight awakening
I found comfort in your presense I found purpose in your eyes I found a place to rest my head until the sun would rise I found a place I could call home I found a place I'd never known I found a place I now could hold I found a burst, a flare,  nothing no words to compare I found my happiness in your expressions your small quirks the left me breathless I found you but at the wrong time
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
Found
Did you know That life would end like this? Did you know You were killing yourself ever so slowly? Did you know We all knew your pain you couldn't even see? Did you know in the last moments of silence the pain you'd leave Did you know you where going to die that night, as you slowly lost control Did you ever see your choices weren't killing just you, but also me? Did you know, you where a brother to me? Did you know as we lowered you into the ground that that night was the last you'd see?
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
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