Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Pitch Hiker Oct 2017
I feel like I'm in solitary confinement
Always alone in my head
The people around me become the walls
That contain me
I'm angry
I'm sad
So disappointed
The people I believe in
Aren't ever who I think they are
And I'm out of trust
I'm low on exceptance
And don't care if I'm broken down
In the middle of no where
Because it would only be the physical
Version of my life inside my head
But people are just people
And that just kills me
People aren't who they seem to be
My world revolves around that
Honesty, loyalty, truthfulness
All qualities everyone seems to have
Abandoned but I'm still looking
Pitch Hiker Sep 2017
You were wondering if I wrote a poem
In which I did
But I'll choose to hide
Until you least expect it
I've written a few
But I will keep them kept from you
Until I know they apply
When you read them you will know why
You being 1000 miles away
Means I can speak my mind
And not suffer consequence
Still I fear of judgement
You yourself a writer
You yourself a poet
Who has his struggles
Who meets dead ends
Knows of the journey made by words
So let that be the journey
And see where it goes
Pitch Hiker Oct 2017
She loves the world at 2:30 in
The morning
One thing people have yet to ruin
For her
Wandering streets she cannot recognize
Without the decoding powers from daylight
Sometimes she walks
Sometimes she runs
Sometimes she bikes
Other times she does her dance
Because it is dark
And eyes can not locate her
Never resting figure
And judge her inability to dance
At 2:30 in the morning she's high in a tree
Nearly asleep watching the stars
Begging for a star to follow her stare
And fall
Finally watching the sun rise around 4
Through 5
But 2:30 is when the world holds her hand
And tells her she is not alone
Pitch Hiker Sep 2017
Language fails me when it comes to
Disaster
So I can not discuss the disaster known
As myself
But I know you understand in someway
Or another
And I will never take that for granted
Thank you
Your messages mean the world to me
I hope you know
You have calmed me from so many  
Heights
That I would have rather jumped from
The gift
Of sleep you have given me on most of
My restless nights
Thank you for talking to me each night
Thank you
For taking time from your day to garentee
I'm ok
But just as you are the shoulder to my
Tears
I wish to be the shoulder and light to
Your fears
Whatever monsters whisper in your ear
Will disappear
The shadows that hover over you in your
Sleep
Will meet an unkindly fate
I will be
The disaster to strike down your worst Demons
But for now all I can do it try.
Pitch Hiker Sep 2017
My eyes remain heavy
Just like my heart
My head is learning the drums
Just like 10 year old would
Frequently and violently
Days that go so good
That I can't bare to leave them behind
As they beg me to stay frozen
In that frame of time
My hands once strong
Now shake with weakness
All the way to my  finger tips
My body says it's time to rest
I must keep thinking
I must cover every topic I do and don't
See and or list in a day
I must stay awake
Pitch Hiker Sep 2017
Hi little lady bug
Sitting on my shoulder
Your presence brings me joy
And luck follows your stride
I hope your enjoying the ride
Little lady bug
Sitting on my shoulder
What is life worth to you?
How do you live out your moments?
Do you laugh?
Do you know how to cry
When nothing is alright?
Little lady bug
Do you know your songs
Little lady bug do you know what you symbolize?
Little lady bug
Sitting on the babies shoulder
Do you know the land your standing on
Do you know why the sun rises and sets?
Do you know why it rains
And why it pours
Do you know why the seasons change?
And how we are involved?
How have you evolved?
How will you change?
To continue living hour little lady bug life
Pitch Hiker Sep 2017
Hey brain
Can you tell my heart
That I'm so proud of it
Can you tell it thank you
That I'm amazed by everything it can do
I'm alive because of what it can do
Thank it for beating always
Thank it for pumping blood through my body constantly
Thank you for the love you fill yourself with
When I feel cold and hate scratching at my skin
Hey can you tell it to take it easy
That it doesn't need to race every time
My nerves go up
Let it know that it doesn't need to love
So much
That it's ok to love a lot but not too much
Save some for itself
Let it know I'm thankful it hasn't given up
On me yet
Thank you for the ability to recognize
My heart
Next page