I am lonely beyond what words can tell
I am angry beyond what I can say
I am hurt beyond any understanding
And somehow,
I am numb beyond any sort of warmth

Feel the moment pass.

Feel the air settle.

Soak it in

Like paper in a pool.

This is so much bigger

Than you.

Do not think now.

Do not let your mind

Be your universe,

Though there is life in it.

Feel,

But do not perceive.

For, this moment

Is

And has always been

Connected

To both the past

And the future.

Thus in some form,

You always have been,

And you always will

Be.

I’m a poet
And didn’t know it

Until a teacher put a pencil in my hand
And told me to write something grand

So I wrote and I wrote
Until I had built myself a boat

I made the teacher cry
But I made the oceans dry

My boat couldn’t sail away
And neither could I stay

So I wrote myself a plane
But jtes were taken by a crane

So I wrote myself a car
But it couldn’t get very far

So then I wrote a bike
But the wheels fell off near the pike

So then I wrote a pair of shoes
But someone stole them, gave me a bruise

At last I wrote about my own two feet
Surely nothing those could beat

He picked me up
And put me back together
Healed my broken pieces
Gave me the safety that I craved
Then he ripped me back apart
Threw me down
And took it all away

I just hope that she was worth it.

what is it about me
that others can't seem to keep?