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Jan 2019 · 168
My Gift, My Curse
Josh G Jan 2019
I was born into this world with a disadvantage
A weakness so catastrophic
That it can desecrate my entire well-being
Some call it a rare gift
But to those who share this curse
We are far from being lucky
For this void in my chest yearns to feel
The same sort of hope and encouragement
That I give willingly to the unappreciative mass
I am the white blood cell that fights your infection
The diary that hears your trials and tribulations
Yet you, so unworthy of this grace
Have no idea the pain that piles on me
For the more this compassionate heart helps
The deeper this hole is dug
And laying at the bottom of this hollowed out earth
Is a man who knows what he gives to others
Can never be given to himself
Jan 2019 · 458
Perc 30's
Josh G Jan 2019
Gracefully sliding down your silver skin
It leaves a waste of blackness
That zig zags like a corn maze
A flame sets you into motion
Giving off your sought after euphoria
Our bond is one not saught after
Yet its a connection I yearned for
Nights spent on the bathroom floor
With desperation and a fiendish itch
You were there as my comfort
With tears in my eyes and a stain on my pride
We floated off into a temporary retreat
Wrote this looking back to a time in my life where I felt the full weight of the world on my shoulders. The weight became unbearable and I searched for every way out I could find. The door I opened was one of immense pain to myself and the ones I cared about. I'm proud of the man I've become now.
Oct 2018 · 177
Trust
Josh G Oct 2018
Trust is often given and earned
Though you can be born into it
For blood runs deep and through blood
That cable is firmly anchored
Family can often break that trust
But never sever it entirely
For we hold so dearly to our hearts
The hope of never breaking the foundation
Of what keeps our families together
But I have witnessed the thunderous snap
The devastating shockwave
Sent from the rupture of steel
I have heard the echoes of a thousand memories
Shatter across the floor like glass
That cable that we so helplessly believed in
Was ripped apart in absolute calamity
And it will never be fixed
For these wounds of shrapnel have pierced
The depths of our calloused hearts
And you can spend an eternity mending the wounds
But they will never erase the scars left by your actions
Oct 2018 · 2.5k
Fall
Josh G Oct 2018
Can you hear the trees sing
In this October breeze?
Can you see the dance
Of the wooden giants
In their dance hall glade?
Come lay witness to
The shedding of the leaves
Under this blanket
Of overcast skies
Been awhile since I last wrote. I had a picture to go with this poem. I was at work walking through an area I maintain looking for fallen or dead trees to cut down when I noticed a leaf that perfectly looked like a heart.
Oct 2018 · 365
Acceptance
Josh G Oct 2018
We are often seeking recognition
Some, more than others, crave it
Like an addict itching for their next dose

We do everything to achieve that feeling
Rewiring our individuality to follow social norms
All for the slightest boost of self esteem

But this addiction of ours is a curse
Its veil hides you from your real self
Locking it up in a cage for none to see

But you know it's there hiding in the dark
You're too afraid to bring it to light
For your fear of  loneliness keeps it silenced
Sep 2018 · 486
Dear Old Friend
Josh G Sep 2018
I have changed, have you?
You hold my past against me
Can you let it go?
Sep 2018 · 3.2k
The Mountain
Josh G Sep 2018
This mountain of ours
Stands viciously before me
I am always climbing
Never getting higher
My grip often slips
And I slide back down
Often I'll find tools
And with them I soar
Though these tools break
Putting me at square one again

This mountain of ours
Claims victims every day
Some hollow out a home
Refusing to climb higher
Others have fallen completely
And have lost their way
There is no easy path
To reach this apex
An eternal struggle
That you must never give up on

This mountain of ours
Some days are easier than others
But those days are few and far between
For this journey is a challenge
And not a single person has it easy
We're all struggling
Though some seem better off
Don't be envious because
You'll never know the difficulties
They faced on this mountain of ours
I wrote this depicting life. Life is like a mountain to me. We are always striving to climb higher but it has its own way of making that difficult for us. Our tools break, our grips slip, or we just lose faith.
Sep 2018 · 242
Your Eyes
Josh G Sep 2018
Your eyes hold a mysterious power
They can fill me with joy
Or they can break me down
They can express your love
Or they can imprint your disdain
But these eyes I love dearly
As they fill me with peace
For they can lift me up
When I've hit my lowest
I hope to God I'll never go blind
For your eyes are my light
And in my darkness they shine
Sep 2018 · 934
This Bucket of Mine
Josh G Sep 2018
This bucket of mine
Has become a curse
I add to the pile
And it adds a verse
I keep it hidden
And tucked away
But its made apparent
Each and every day

I add to this bucket
And the weight piles on
This facade grows heavy
Tearing down my con
I fill this bucket
Up to the top
And when its full
It proceeds to pop

I cry and I scream
As I make ammends
This bucket of mine
That I cant show to my friends
I've grown up now
But my bucket has not
It wears its cracks
From the battles I've fought
This is a work in progress. I'm not 100% sure that I'm happy with the finished product but as it is right now is good enough for me. I will continue to add to this as more comes to me.
Sep 2018 · 454
PTSD
Josh G Sep 2018
Apprehension clings like a leech
Forcing me to watch my words and actions
Im tirelessly stuck second guessing myself
"Will this be the straw that
Breaks the camels back?"
I miss when things were normal
But normal was lost overseas
Blind rage and helpless depression
All silently suffered
Sep 2018 · 660
Rare
Josh G Sep 2018
Compassion, a gift
Though it's also a curse
How can I be idle
When I know you're hurt?
I shoulder your pain
And loan you my heart
Because when you're down
I have to do my part
But when its me on that stage
Feeling nothing but grief
I have this idle hope
As I grit my teeth
That you will be there
Offering your hand
But that hope's a lie
Because most can't withstand
This double edged sword
That few of us wield
I've been told that I'm a very compassionate person and that I have a huge heart. Compassion is something that's rare in this world. Very few people are truly compassionate in my eyes. It's a gift that can be a burden.
Sep 2018 · 1.6k
My Reason
Josh G Sep 2018
Ask me why I write
And I'll stop and think
There's beauty in this world
And it passes in a blink
I explore these thoughts
And write them down
For words hold value
Whether it brings a smile, or a frown
It gives you insight
Into someone's mind
The way they feel
If you take the time
So that's why I write
For I enjoy it so
Because without poetry
The world would never know
I often get asked by friends and colleagues why I write and this pretty much sums it up for me.
Sep 2018 · 231
For my Friend
Josh G Sep 2018
Your
Words stole
The breath from
My lungs, the fire
From my heart and the
Spirit from my soul
All with just
Leave me
Alone
Wrote this for a friend after trying to comfort him when someone he liked and talked to just dropped him off the face of the Earth.
Sep 2018 · 204
Untitled
Josh G Sep 2018
Friends, oh friends
Where did you draw that line?
We're shuffled around, bagged up and shelved
And somehow that's just fine
You claimed you'd help me when I needed it
And now I'm suffering is this what you meant?
You pushed me away, scared to take action
While this burden rolled down, gaining traction

I spiraled down, cracking to the core
Empty bottles of pills all sprawled out on the floor
You grew more distant while I tried to reach out
Plaguing my mind with these crushing waves of doubt
I expected more and I was let tragically down
As my problems spread and gained all of this renown

I was broken, I was battered and sore
When did helping, become such a chore
But I forgave you, for all of your faults
It just hurt me, to watch this friendship halt
You preach about helping by noticing the signs
But when I was apparent you just ignored mine
Now years have passed and we've grown up
We don't talk but that's good enough
Please dont feel sorry, for the things that you did
I hold no grudge, for we were just kids
I wrote this more as a song but figured I'd share it anyway. It's about some times I went through during/right after high school.
Sep 2018 · 1.8k
Drowsy Morning
Josh G Sep 2018
These eyes are weighted
Offering peace to this fight
Sleep sweeps me away
Sep 2018 · 773
Clay Mask
Josh G Sep 2018
Clay home
You absorb the blows
And you keep me safe
From what I'm too weak to show

Clay home
Your walls may crack
But I'll repair them again
For you have my back

Clay home
You constantly evolve
You must fit this disguise
That protects my resolve

Clay home
It is dark inside
But you hold me tight
Like a beach to a tide

Clay home
A voice has spoke out
"Are you okay?"
"I am fine!" I shout

Clay home
These walls are my life
But that voice still lingers
Causing waves of strife

Clay home
Can you really protect me?
I'm beginning to doubt myself
It wants to be free

Clay home
I claw at this prison
The foundations are shaking
Why has this feeling risen?

Clay home
I have mastered my craft
Of molding you into what I need
But I must walk a different path

Clay home
I'm afraid though
How long will I last without you?
Carrying this weight that I tow

Clay home
I will use my skills
To mend the cracks that I have
Though I'm overcome with chills

Clay home
This is goodbye and farewell
May I never need you again
But only time will tell
Aug 2018 · 448
Relapse
Josh G Aug 2018
Roots have dug into my brain sending
Echoes of a specter that
Latched onto me years ago
Always there that haunting presence in my mind
Persuading my broken thoughts into
Succumbing to the restless itch that I've
Endlessly avoided
Aug 2018 · 615
Books
Josh G Aug 2018
Numerous titles spanning an ocean of literature
Offering stories of grandeur and knowledge
Voiced from the thoughts of artistic and powerful minds
Expanding ones curiosity to dive
Luicdly into the greatest works of past and present times
Aug 2018 · 359
Anxiety
Josh G Aug 2018
Your mind turns against you as every thought is amplified
Doubt grips at your ankles and drags you down
As that shadow cackles at your despair
This is the battle you've never prepared for
You claw against the deepning chasm
Hoping to find a notch to grab onto
But that notch always seems out of reach
The crippling feeling finally sets in
I am trapped

— The End —