We are vehicles
Constantly passing each other on the streets
Each containing its own world
Each with a different destination in mind
Sometimes we collide
Causing sparks to glint off of our metallic outer shells
Before propelling us in a different direction
Throwing us off course
We carry things and people with us
And when we cross paths with others our loads become either heavier or lighter
Sometimes we breakdown from lack of proper care
And need someone to put us back together
And get us running again
Why must we pass by each other so quickly?
When will we stop?
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC
Sitting on hold
Letting the silence grow
But I don't hang up
Because this is one of four phone calls we'll share this month
I feel like I owe it to you to stay on the line
But twenty minutes have passed now
And I've got things to do
I've waited on you my whole life
And I'm finally learning how to hang up
How to feel more sorry for myself than I do for you
Work has always been more important to you than your family
I've known that since I was young
Since I would chase your car down the driveway after you returned home from the office
So excited to see you
Because it seemed like you were never there
And I still feel that excitement when you come in town
But it's been dulled by the waiting
Waiting for you to hang up with a coworker
Waiting for you to keep to your promises
Waiting for you to stick around
Waiting for you to admit your mistakes
I'm still on hold
And you still believe work is more important than your daughter
So I hang up
Because I'm tired of waiting
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
The horizon glows purple beneath the muted kaleidoscope of a fading rainbow
Salt hangs in the air, thick as the sand trodden on by so many
Daylight heaves a last sigh and closes her eyes, tucking herself into a comforter of oranges, purples, and blues, resting for the day to come
Foamy crests chase each other towards the feet of the travelers, and shyly retreat back on themselves, stumbling clumsily
The birds dip into the chilly water and bob over the rolling waves before suddenly taking to the darkening sky
Here, landscape, human and animal intermingle, amid the tranquility that only the sea can bring
The days stretch on, full of lazy possibilities
And each morning is a fresh start, full of new wonders
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
The pain
Is okay
Because
Someone
You love
Is causing it
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC
I'm sorry I could not save you
You who were so young and full of life
You brought only joy to others
And in your wake now sadness glides
You passed through my life so quickly
Your ripples still remain
I let you go with hopes that you would swim back to me again
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 9:04 PM UTC
Why do people look at the stars
But not at each other
They yearn to see something millions of miles away
But don't care to view what's in front of them
Don't want to fix the problems at hand
Don't need to understand humanity
Because humanity does not understand itself
No it is much easier to look to the stars
Who have always been there
And always will be
Although we don't know how they got there
But then again, the same can be said for us
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 1:13 AM UTC
In a world full of more complex emojis
The simple smiley face stands alone
The one that adorned shirts and other paraphernalia long before the iPhone
It conveys a simple message too
Happiness
Something we all want, and need
But in the digital age, it's hard to tell by this colon and apostrophe
When someone is truly happy
After all
It's not our chosen punctuation that conveys how we feel inside
It's our actions
And you can't understand those through the phone
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 12:58 AM UTC
I want to know the world
Personally, intimately
I want to feel the grains of sand on different beaches and run my hands through the waters of a far off shore
Sail far away by boat and by plane
Taste the culture that abounds in every corner of the globe
I yearn to hear the voices of a different language
Going about their daily business
One that is so much different from mine
I want to see and understand everything as it is and how it was
How it all could be
I need it all to connect
In my mind and in reality
My thirst for a knowledge that is so much greater than I can imagine is too much to bear
There is too much to take in
And there's not enough time
I could never run out of places to explore
People to meet
Things to try
As long as there is ground beneath me and above me sky
The opportunities are endless
But I am not
I will be gone one day
I won't get to read every story written or hear every song that's been sung
My understanding of the world around me will never be as great as I need it to be
As I want it to be
And that might be okay
And even if it's not I have to accept it how it is
Because that's the way our world works
Our world
It is so full of magic
And mystery
Love and life
Beauty and joy
And until I no longer get to walk in life
To find new places
To find my place
I will keep exploring
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 12:07 AM UTC
I can't be a person
I don't have what it takes
I can't make it
I'm not beautiful
Smart
Funny
Social
I don't put in enough effort
I don't have any special talents
I'm not good at expressing myself
I'm too lazy to try
I don't fit in to any place or time
I feel like I'm lost in this void
I'm emotionless
But I feel too much, all the time
It's overwhelming
It's torture
Sometimes I wish I would just drown in it
So I wouldn't have to feel it any more
Feel all the pain
And disappointment
And loss
It's all too much
And if I don't feel it someone else does
And it never seems like there's enough good to balance out all of the bad
I can't live like everything is okay
Everything is far from okay
Most of the time
But we have to pretend that it's okay
Because we're people
And that's what we do
We pretend and we lie
And that causes even more problems
And nobody ever wants to talk about their problems
Because then you care too much
And you're weird
You get sent to a therapist and prescribed with numbing medication
We don't have a real cure for our problems
So we make ourselves forget about them
Nothing is ever solved
So nothing is ever okay
I just want it to be okay
I need it to be okay
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 1:27 AM UTC
Isn't there something magical
That lies in putting words together
In giving meaning to the meaningless
In training marks on a page to fall on someone's ears
And on their mind
Changing the way they think
Changing their point of view
Changing their life
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 11:48 PM UTC