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 Apr 2018 Lorenzo Neltje
Traveler
Deep in my psyche
There's a poetry thirst
Dry are my thoughts
In wind storms of words

My heart is a desert
Of blistering heat
My mind is crawling
Towards a salty sea

And there at the edge
Of an ink-less abyss
I so hunger
And thirst
Just to write
And to live
>>>>>>>>
Traveler Tim
State of my mind; I can barely breathe,
I want to control my chest but I sleep,
Shouldn't love amount to more than just words we speak?
Trying to connect, show the world I'm not weak.
Bad surprises lurk on a somber ledge,
Most find revenge in a simple sharp edge,
The majority of mankind is actually dead,
Living headaches feasting on misinformation they're fed,
I aim to stop this deceit, coax it to an end,
Intelligence is a worthy value to defend.
I can't trust my own feelings I've found,
I know I am foolish, but I sound profound,
I am completely hardened, I need help now,
Want to take off all armor, but I don't know how.
Never been with somebody who actually stayed,
Even the best left me feeling betrayed,
I tried but I was stabbed in the back where I laid,
I wish my life were a card I could give away or trade.

HOOK:
Life is a game I always lose,
Wrong decisions I can't help but choose,
All I want to do is improve,
And go forward but I can't seem to move.

9:30 PM I texted my friends,
With the same question, I know how this ends,
"Want to chill?" Say no or pretend
To have plans and no time to spend,
I decided to shut off my phone,
At least then it's my choice to be alone,
I heal with **** the only way I know,
I tripped and fell, as usual I'm on my own.
I attempt to stand up, need a helping hand,
But no one is there, this isn't what I planned,
I'm unworthy where I fell, so why would I stand?
Where did I go wrong? I need to understand.
Flames dance around me, life is a living hell,
Eyes blink but don't see, it's easy to tell,
The whole ******* world is under a spell,
You happily buy the ******* they sell.

(HOOK)

If life is a race I'm finishing last,
The future is near but I'm stuck in the past.
This is an accumulation of random thoughts I have
I can’t hear her voice
I’ve been given no choice

I can’t hold her hand
‘Tis not how I planned

I can’t kiss her cheek
It’s been many a week

I can’t see her face
There is such pain to erase

I can’t brush her hair
She must think I don’t care

I can’t ease her fear
She needs to let me near

I can only feel pain
I’m lost with nothing to gain

So the misery will remain
There is only one way to explain

I am broken to the core
I just can’t…anymore
3/20/04 ~ 02/20/18
For my daughter..I still love you
 Apr 2018 Lorenzo Neltje
Traveler
Monsters
Bigger than life
Eternally reasoning
The profits of strife
Wars in the badlands
Guns on the streets
So many monsters
Roaming the world free

Cowards
Living in fear
Fighting the monsters
Year after year
On guard all the time
An eye stuck open at night
No sooner we walk
Then run for our life's

A cloud of unrest
Sets on our minds
Because monsters
And cowards
Are one of a kind
.................

Human!
Traveler Tim
 Apr 2018 Lorenzo Neltje
Kalliope
Large doses of you
Were never good for me,
But, I've always loved to
Push my limits.
Last time I stood in this spot
I was sixteen, naive, and alone
And although it has only been three years
I am surprised at how much I've grown.

I do not blame you anymore
Nor hold resentment inside
For the things you have done to hurt me
What held me down I cast aside.

Been to many places now
I have seen both the dark and light
Watched the struggle between good and evil
Battles of wrong versus right.

We can wrestle our inner demons
Hoping someday to conquer and win
But we are too weak, I rarely see humans
Pick purity over sweet sin.
That is true strength, doing the right thing when it would be a lot easier to do the wrong one. Oh, and this was written March of 2014 if you are confused about the age mentioned haha.
I was the one
that came undone
At the very first signs of strife

I twisted
upon my cross
Praying for another chance at life

I tried and failed
then I wailed
please make me into another exemption

But the shadows cast
by the time
now have turned into perdition

So cast the sins
and the stems
Watch as they go up in smoke

I fan the flames
of burning ice
life is such a joke
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