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Apollo Hayden Jan 2017
There are times I fall so deep in dreams, I have to break my own heart just to open my eyes.
Upon return, the world feels so different to me, as if someone has sped up time.
As I journey through the mazzaroth, I learn more about the signs, all while learning how to balance mine at the same time.
Apollo Hayden Jan 2017
I can slow down time every time I write.
My heart beats in between each and every line.
What was once a spark has became a flame in my mind,
now I write with the fire from my heart,
leaving all passion on the page.
It's been this way since I felt my first flame,
and it will never ever change.
Apollo Hayden Jan 2017
She was pinched in stature.
Radiated with such confidence,
yet she was nothing like a preacher, still we opened up and listened from within.
She scanned my energy from front to back, and told me that self forgiveness was thing in which I lacked.
I gave her a smile along with a nod letting her know it was well received, then I sat down, poured out the clutter and met her in the stillness, and listened to her speak.
It was all about forgiveness and walls we build that limits our beliefs.
It was there I was told to let go, piercing my skin her voice spoke to my soul, saying "and this you already know," but I forgot.
Oh the things that can be brought back into the light, when we're able to be still, slow down our thoughts and close our eyes, the answers will come.
I opened my eyes and to my surprise I stood alone in a room, and remembered that we all are one.
Apollo Hayden Jan 2017
How is it that I can make you laugh and cry at the same time?
Your tears so precious they form at the lids, and become diamonds that fall out your eyes.
If I could catch them all I'd be the richest man alive.
Still I've managed to collect a few that I'll  hold on to, and cherish for all of time.
Apollo Hayden Dec 2016
Forgive me for these words that pour,
turn not your eyes this way,
for I am stuck in a season of the heart, and all it does here is rain.
If you must look this way I assure you that the rawest to come out of pain is poetry for the senses that'll never leave you numb;
I know you can relate.
Can you hear it as it storms inside?
Will you stand with me in it as words continue to pour, and we'll wait here together for the sun to shine?
Apollo Hayden Dec 2016
**** it's been so long since last I  seen your face; days can feel like months.
Now we sit here face to face, in the dead of winter you've become something like a warm front.
A few people sitting around but they've quickly disappeared from the sound of your voice; it can make my head feel so clear.
So much to say in this small café, I know I'll never say all that I wanted to,
so I rest my tongue more and listen as we sip on hot tea that sooths.
Warm already from your presence, it just satisfies my buds, and as I keep my eyes upon yours I realize that I've grown more in love.
From being apart, my heart sits inside barely beating, wondering when the next time it'll feel you near, or feel the vibration from when you're speaking.
You have covered up your heart so well it's hard to keep the connection, so well you've even guarded your head it's hard to get reception.
Just trying to stay on the same frequency so tell me where to dial in
so that I don't lose you through all the static in life, and we can surf on the same wave once again...
Apollo Hayden Dec 2016
If our lips should touch it'll all come rushing back on in,
so when I use my imagination why does it feel like such a sin?
So much space and time has gone by, still I prepare myself for the climb
because you've built up your wall so high, making it harder for me to get back inside.
But I won't throw it all to the wind,
I'll pick my ladder up and try again,
since I saw tears in your eyes it let me know I'm still a thought in your mind that swims.
Don't drown me out with a cold cold heart,
Oh no,  don't let the space get so wide
to the point that you let me fall out your heart, and no longer care that I'm not apart of your life.
Still I climb with faith in love intact to fight the feeling of anxiety, to silence the doubts when I'm feeling shut out. Then your eyes eventually remind me that love is still present, by letting your emotions that you still keep towards me show, you humble yourself and let them flow out.
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