Jay - Hello Poetry

Jay Apr 2015

Sometimes, I forget.

Sometimes I forget love
Sometimes I forget confidence
Sometimes I forget how to not be alone
Sometimes, I forget.

I forget life,
I stop feeling alive
I forget that alone is not in isolation,
But still, I can't. Find. You.

And it's scary to think that I'm on the brink of losing myself once again.
For where would I be, if I am not me,
I am lost, with no direction.

But I know,
This is where I have to be.

I know,
Love will return.

*you have to believe that love will return.

Breathe in, Breathe out.
The disorganized nature of this poem is meant to reflect the disorganization of my thoughts at the moment. I didn't know what to think or what to write, so my thoughts came out in an erratic fashion.
Also, the "you" that I'm meant to find is myself; the loving, lively part of myself.

Jay Apr 2015

The Earth's Blanket

It's amazing
We thought the sun was gone!
But it's amazing
Like heaven and Earth are one.

The Earth needs to sleep,
It's getting quite late!
It's past the Earth's bedtime,
Don't keep it awake.

Where is the Earth's blanket!
Where is it, dear lord!
Oh there's the Earth's blanket,
Lay in darkness some more.

But the blanket isn't perfect,
Some stars will shine through.
Yes there are some holes there,
The starlight renewed.

"What if the Earth pulled a blanket over itself to tuck itself in at night, and the stars that shone were simply the tiny holes in that blanket?"

— The End —