Nathan Scott VanDoorne

Nathan Scott VanDoorne Oct 2020

A scale of good and bad, a report of empty or full. Recently I have started keeping a tally throughout my day of happy and sad and according to my records,
I'm living in a tragedy with seldom bursts of humor.

Nathan Scott VanDoorne Apr 2020

For what it's worth

I noticed what you lacked.
I said I would never look back,
I felt that slack.
For what it's worth,
A reminder of why I pray.
A description of who I played.
An imagination of that day.
For what it's worth
We didn't know what to say,
I felt you slip away.
I wished you would have stayed.
For what it's worth,
I would've took you back.
If only we didn't act that way.
Like nobody had heard what we say.
For what it's worth,
I think back about us everyday.

#breakups

Nathan Scott VanDoorne Nov 2019

Angstful love

I feel sour and I act bitter, I have hidden under the covers of solitude for to long. I have a heart and I have feelings, I'm not afraid to admit that I've been hurt, I'm not scared of the outcome of introductions anymore.

Nathan Scott VanDoorne Jul 2019

Untitled

I'm not to sure what it is about her, I always had this secondary sense of security. Like nothing could happen when I was with Jasmine.

In here eyes I could see everything I've ever imagined. But she wasn't here for me. She was here to be what she considered destined to be.

I never realized how content I was to stare into her eyes, to see past the lies, the confusion, she lifted my veil of delusion.

She was my seclusion.

Nathan Scott VanDoorne Jun 2019

If I was a betting man

I would ride the highs and lows, I would find some common folk, I would count my cards and pray to the stars, But I bet she wouldn't care to know how that goes. A loss on the toss of the roulette wheel.

Nathan Scott VanDoorne May 2019

Thinking of you again

I don't know about us anymore.
Something's we used to do not that stuff I'm talking about long rides for no reason.

Lingering essence of hope escaping my sorrounding.

Maybe one day someone will love me the way that I loved you.

Maybe one day I'll love someone that way that you loved me.

Life is miserable when I'm miserable, some days I feel some
I don't.

Nathan Scott VanDoorne Feb 2019

Tormented and confused

I'm lost without you.
I don't know what to do
This game you play leaves my heart tattered and blue,

I never needed any of this, forever dreaming of your kiss, oh how I miss you Miss, you had left me to be in love with this misery, and you could care less have fun, don't you worry your pretty head about me.

I'm fine in comparison, you see I'm hurt but I am not dying I am injured but not crying,