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Jordon Rivir Nov 2019
Pen, paper,
I lose control,
Something bigger,
It takes hold,
Dare I,
Sit and wait,
Am I,
To simply negotiate,
These words,
Words I own,
Won’t form,
Nothing to say,
Try again,
Pen in hand,
Page blank,
You mock me,
Provoking me,
What’s at stake,
My sanity,
For goodness sakes!
I was asked,”Do I ever have moments where you’re inspired to write a poem from nowhere?”
In response I said,”I think inspiration is something that can come from nothing, or nothing that can stem from something;something as simple as staring into the sun.”
I said yes and no, personally my best work(in my opinion/eyes) is drawn from inspiration, and sometimes I’m inspired “out of nowhere”.
Jordon Rivir Nov 2019
Back broken, knees weak,
Catatonic and traumatized,
Cannot speak.
Life’s misfortunes keeping you down,
Stand on your head,
Turn that frown around.
Smile why don’t you, if not for you, than smile for me. I love the phrase turn that frown upside down. It’s so silly and cliche, but it’s one of those cheesy phrases that will never go away. Just imagine a person is told to turn that frown upside down, and instead they just do a headstand/handstand. I’ll get what I can take
Jordon Rivir Nov 2019
I went on a walk,
Because I waned to run,
Away from everything binding me,
Instead I found myself,
Blinded and inebriated by the sun,
So I followed the rays,
The glare in my eyes,
It said,”Stay still my precious child,”
For the sun is food for the soul,
Rejuvenating young and old,
It’s worth more to me than diamonds and gold.
I’m on my morning walk, and like a moth drawn to the light I started to walk towards the sun. It’s getting colder and shade and darkness are trying to reign. The sun is healing.
Jordon Rivir Oct 2019
Was I born broken?
Was I whole,
Years of trauma,
Breaking me,
Crushing me,
Creating this hole?
This void,
This shallow empty pool,
Of blood and veins,
Where my heart used to be,
Now houses locks and chains.
That weigh me down,
They seal my eyes,
From seeing what I used to be,
Destroying who I am,
They conspire.
They recreate who I wanna be.
Will I?
Shall I,
Let them break me.
I can’t!
Can I,
Break free?
How do I live beyond misery,
The company I don’t wanna keep,
The person I don’t wanna be?
How do I let go of the reigns,
That control the strings,
Connected to the chains,
Housed within the blood and veins,
Where my heart used to be?
Is there a void, to void this void,
How do I unlock it without the key,
Am I just digging a deeper hole,
To escape this reality?
If I go deeper,
Will I be free?
Jordon Rivir Sep 2019
Maybe one day I’ll be happy,  
Til then I will live life loud.
Each emotion is like a roar escaping my body.  Some as soft as a butterfly kiss,
Others ferocious and just as veracious.
Fortunately I can control it, but due to alienation and boredom,
I’m condemned to loathe my darkness,
It holds me, I hold it.
ALAS!  
Happiness seeps through the darkness and illuminates my existence.  
I
Am
Happier.
Jordon Rivir May 2019
Your feet will never outrun your heart,
Even with a head start.
You can make a home inside your head,
Making mistakes your bed.
You can triumph or fail,
Arrest or prevail.
You can shout at the moon,
Until it becomes the sun.
But you gotta move,
This is your life to run!
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