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Osvaldo Palomino Dec 2016
So many people tell me that they love me
But why do I interpret the beauty they see as ugly?
What do they find in me that's so endearing
That despite what I do and say all that they're hearing
Are my pleas for help, my cries for salvation
From this eternal hell, from being cast to damnation
Instead of walking away and disappearing from the wreck that I am
They choose to stick around and instead offer a helping hand
Bringing joy into my life, so that I may feel blessed
Now instead of loads of strife, I can take a needed rest
I can drop down these walls I've erected due to fear
And bring those friends close to me, and forever hold them near
Osvaldo Palomino Dec 2016
I tried to think about myself as a sacrifice
As a means to help out others with the twists of life
Sacrificing my own joy and happiness as a means to set them free
Only to find out the only one still in a cage would be me
Shackled by all these chains weighing over me
This is not how I thought my life was supposed to be
Did I truly pursue a path of liberation
Or was I blinded by the truth until I reached this revelation
That the only way to be free is to free myself
That in this life there won't always be someone ready to help
You must depend on yourself not on somebody else
For that is truly the only path to get out this living hell
Quick write
Osvaldo Palomino Dec 2016
Ive got some issues that nobody can see
I keep them buried deep inside of me
Deep in the recesses of my heart and soul
Which as far as I can remember has always been cold
There is no flame to produce some warmth
And so on this journey I have set forth
I do not know what I may find
In this journey across my mind
I just hope that I can free
What I've buried deep inside of me
Osvaldo Palomino Dec 2016
An empty field
I'm all alone.
A king I see
He's going home.
He says I'm free
There is no throne.
Yet I'm encaged
In a cage of thorns.
I've trapped myself
I'm all alone.
Yet I'll break free
And take the throne.
This life of mine
Is all my own.
Yet it can't be me
All alone.
I'll have a family
And build a home.
In an empty field,
No longer alone.
Osvaldo Palomino Dec 2016
Every day had started to become achromic,
There is no joy left to be gained from it,
No matter how scripturient I may be,
At one point I shall run out of creativity,
Everything I see is now in black and white,
I dont even see the brilliance in a moonlit night,
The petals of the rose have all started to wilt,
Leaving my tarnished soul with this feeling of guilt
Osvaldo Palomino Dec 2016
I fought for your honor and I lost
Not truly aware of what I lost
If I had known of the cost
Perhaps I would've never taken the chance and entered the fray
A choice that would prove fruitless at the end of the day
For I was not the one who caught the twinkle of your eye,
I was not the knight in shining armor but just a regular guy,
One who's head was full of too many fables and fairytales,
Of how that one little spark will lead to marriage, well...
In the end it turned out to be nothing like I dreamed,
My reality was flipped and all was not as it seemed.
I mean how could I believe that a guy like me could be with a gal like yourself?
Im merely some dust covered object while youre the prize on the shelf.
Just a quick write thats still rough around the edges
Osvaldo Palomino Dec 2016
Trust, a simple word that's meaning varies for each individual,
Some trust in the spiritual while others only in their senses and the physical,
Yet this is miniscule when looking deep into you,
Trust is so hard to gain but you achieved it with a glance,
The way your eyes sparkled and the way you held that stance,
I was being pulled in without a care in the world,
Nothing else mattered until I ended up curled,
Sitting down helpless because you had broken my very essense,
I thought you truly cared for me, you had taught me so many lessons,
About how to love and make love and how they go hand in hand,
Yet little did I know you had been deceiving me and that was all part of the plan,
When the truth came out, my world came to a stop,
I was so in shock that I couldnt even shed a tear, not a drop,
You dropped me as if I was a porcelain plate,
You watched me fall until I would break,
Then you left my broken remains scattered across the floor,
You walked away and at that moment I knew that you would need me no more.
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