Why am I an option
When you are my soul thought
Why must this heart of mine try
When it only ends in pain
Why do I feel this way
When I know who you long for
Why is everything so stacked
When everyone else has it easy
Why am I happy
When you smile about someone else
Why has everyone left me
When all I'm looking for is...
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 4:16 AM UTC
Time passes and wounds heal
scars of past loves mark my body
each day fading more and more
Even when they open back up
all I do is smile and endure
for time heals all, even if it heals slow
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 8:25 AM UTC
We look upon an older gentlemen.
Going through life, nothing special.
Working towards an end.
But one day, looking through old memorabilia.
He stumbles upon a long lost chest.
Brushing off the dust he opens it.
Hes heart jumps.
Lost notes from a love long gone.
But never forgotten.
Riffling through the chest he finds,
Pictures
Love notes
Old poems
And a ring.
Holding these small little trinkets.
A tear runs down hes check.
Everything happens for a reason.
Through all this a warmth flows through him.
He takes one last look at everything.
Puts everything back.
And goes back to the life that was found.
For the past is nice for a visit but life moves forward.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
What happens
When a spark dies?
A light goes out?
A heart gives in to the pain?
Do you shut yourself away
Do you try to hide
From even the closest friends
When you are beset by darkness
Should not the stars shine
For every pice of coal
Presser is needed to make a diamond
Think of it not as a death
But as a new canvases
That needs to be cleaned
To put better works on
Every diamond was coal
So darkness is not the end
Only the beginning
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
Why do we fight?
Every day we wake up.
Ready to face another day.
Putting on a play.
For the world to see.
But I have stopped in my rut.
I look up to the sky and ask...
Why?
Why do I make my life this way?
What am I fighting for?
Then I look around me...
I see my family.
I see my friends.
I see a life worth making.
I know.
Not everyone is blessed.
So I ask you this.
Why do you fight?
And what are you fighting for?
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 9:36 PM UTC
Why is it so hard
To tell the fakers
From the friends
They change with the wind
Some days talking,
Laughing, carrying on
And others
Nothing...
Why are there so many?
Why are true friends,
So few...
If you got them
Cherish every memory
For one day
That will be all you have
Raise a glass
For the ones less fortunate
Raise one for me.
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
Walking around
Eyes staring down
Not looking round
Just stuck
In the rut of life
When I hit a wall
Dazed on my back
But now
Eyes on the open sky
Seeing all the stars
Seeing the unlimited possibilities
I get back up
But will never look down at my feet again.
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 5:21 PM UTC
I'm sitting by the river
Hands clenched
I look down at my hands
Seeing the scares of the stones
The wrinkles of time
But when I look closer
All I see is sorrow
So I open my hands
Watch the pebble fall
To rest upon all the others
I lay back against the shore
And look up at the sky
Seeing all the stars
And realizing that
The world is bigger
Then this little river.
Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 5:20 PM UTC
I was a kid
Content with walking the world
Looking at nothing but my feet
Until we crossed paths
And I looked into those hazels pools
Pointed like mine to the ground
Not wanting to cause fuss
What made me go after you that day?
I thought maybe there was another
That would help me
Take my eyes off the ground
And you did
I looked at the world threw new eyes
Not focusing on the what ifs
But that what could bes
When I took your hand
I felt the world shrink
Like anything could happen
We could do anything
I would like to leave this tail on the positive note
But that wouldn't be telling everything
Through dark times
Your eyes drifted
Your grip on my hand loosened
And my eyes started again drifting down
While yours stayed up
I was happy to see how you have grown over our time
But now I'm back to watching the ground
Waiting for my star to return
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 3:47 AM UTC
Why dose my mind wonder ?
And when it dose
Nothing but pain is found.
Over the littlest of time,
Of solitude.
My heart can change.
From
Not a care in the world
Too
Feeling torn out of my chest
Why do I suffer?
Over the smallest things
When my mind wonders
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC