Matthew

Matthew Jan 2019

Hand in hand
they look toward the sky.
red and stormy.
A promise was made.
their grips tighten.
flashbacks of warm days
before the fire consumes them.

#fire #love #old #nostalgia

Matthew Jan 2019

Staggering Footsteps

a very small step that goes to the next.
It leaves and stops with fair hesitation.
Waiting and Restless.
Starting and Stopping
The movements going fast.
The feet, stomping.
The running, the saving, the freedom.
The tendency to always precede them.
Blur of speed
Never Stopping
The world asking
for silence
Quick response of
Stomp! Stomp!

The sound of a quickening run

#running #life #enjoyment #love #tears #emmamaster

Matthew Jan 2019

I was a fallen Angel

When I was young enough to know that I did not fit in.
I proposed that I was an angel
that fell from the heavens and lost their wings.
All I had to do to make friends was find them.

So I spent the next day frantically searching for my wings.
Sobbing with despair when I never found them,
and looking at the sunset only slightly out of reach.

Even now, I never found my wings.
But I did find other fallen angels.

A rare poem of hope. I really like this one. Do you know what that means? I don't know.

#angels #love #futility #hope

Jan 2019

youcancallmesierra

evolution

broken up inside
wear and tear
falling into
disrepair

i'm walking
somewhere
destination
i-don't-care

if i'm going down
i'll do it with flair
why walk on water
if i can swim through the air

tired of being typical
speculated and compared
meet the new me
trailblazing extraordinaire

Matthew Jan 2019

Lovely Mother

A moment she was already starting to repress.
That would never come back again...
Though, she gained weight.
Something she couldn't deny.
It was her boyfriend's
she told
them all.

It was okay.
They threw
her a shower
and gave her
gifts.

She smiled
for her
baby.

To come
in
many
months.

Oblivious
to
the

b
l
o
o
d

spil
lin
n
g

from

her

thighs.

A story of an expecting mother

#motherhood #children #love #happiness #laughter

Matthew Jan 2019

What we are

Who are we but walking husks shaped by our experiences?
Can we hold others accountable for our actions?
Should we blame our parents and friends for our own decisions?
Do we have any free will?
What is free will?
Do we have hereditary inclinations?
Will we always make the same decision even if we went backward in time?

Sometimes, the only thing you can do to be a better person in surround yourself with better people.

#philosophy #questions

Matthew Jan 2019

My worst Fear

I have talent, I suppose
But what I truly fear is
not r
        e
          aching
f  a  r
enough.

I really despise this poem.

#love #sadness #hate