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  Mar 2018 JIN
Hunter Aldrich
Why do people love?
Do they even know what it means or do they just throw it around like it’s nothing?
When you say it, you should mean it.
You should know what it is and understand what that means.
All I hear now is children saying the word as if they understand it’s meaning.
They yell at their parents and elders trying to convince them that they know what it is.
How can only mear children know and understand the word that is said constantly if I don’t know its meaning?
How can these children walk around thinking that they know better than adults?
How can they think that these adults who have seen more struggle in their time then kids today know nothing?
Love is something that most adults do not know to this day and are trying to find.
Why is it that everyone says that they love but not long after it turns into hate, envy, and greed.
What is love?
There are many theories but there is no way to find the right one.
Is love weak, powerful, a mix, maybe it’s just one emotion.
Or maybe it more.
How can we tell?
It is a test or quiz that life gives that only a few may pass?
Is there a purpose?
Is it a game that is played by everyone?
Is it something the brain makes to prevent it from going insane?
Something that could help it cope with life and everything in it?
Something that even through all the negative problems something positive can come from it?
How can we know if we don’t understand?
So why then lie?
Why say you love someone if you don’t even know the full idea of the word love?
JIN Mar 2018
I look up and only see stars
You know there not that far

Unable to see the future and remember the past
But the present disappears so fast

It reminds me of his eyes.....
Nights filled with sorrow and sighs

Fields surrounding, full of lights
Pretending its alright

Darkness surrounds us now
While listening to distant howls

Breath like winds
Moans unable to apprehend

As stars start to vanish
He paints the sunrise on His canvas

I look over and you start to fade
My eyes fill with tears as emotions invade

Now only a distant memory
Feels like a century

Hiding under my fake smiles
Going though acres of trials

Glimpses of you at certain hours
Grab my attention and moments empower

Unable to witness you in sunbeams
Only able to stare at you in my dreams
My sister helped me with this....................
JIN Feb 2018
Sometimes everything seems like absolutely nothing.
Reality is there...
but only seen from a distance.
JIN Feb 2018
Her
Laying me down you kiss my cheek
You remember all the times that we laughed
All the times that we argued and cried...
All the songs that you memorized together....
They all are gone now
Faded and burnt
Thrown and blown away......
JIN Feb 2018
You open the door and the torment slams you in the face
Glances of lifeless objects
Just the colors together are pain wrenching
Bright lights swaying back and forth
Darkness.... but running and hiding
You want to go back but the possible is impossible
You would do anything just to go back for a few moments
You feel it, you remember
The hugs and kisses
Clinging to affection and the midnight smoke
Everything all hits you all at once
Your breathing speeds up but slows altogether
Caught up in the moment you don't know what to do
You remember that its just a distant memory
Never to happen again
JIN Feb 2018
Unopened gifts are like undreamed dreams
There but not remembered

Friends are like clothes
There until unwanted

Life is like a match
Lit and put out.

We fade with every moment
And every moment fades with us

Faith is believed but not seen....
Love is seen but not belived

The question is..... what are.....
We?
#dont understand
JIN Feb 2018
She stared at the bathroom walls in disappointment
Wondering why the world resented her
Pleading for mercy she gouged her nails into her skin
She wailed for guidance from the world underneath
Distressed agony deep within
Seeking loyalty
But first to find acceptance

Maybe disfigurement would get society's attention
Anonymous of her torment
Rejection was present

Everyone knew of her authentic elegance
All except she

She observed
Reflected disfigurement
Multitudes of blemishes
And warped trajectory

She didn't know the one who neglected her the most
Was herself
#depressed #deformed #disappointment
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