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Tristan Brown Oct 2018
Man quiets his voice
Silence's spotlight open
Nature grabs it quick
Tristan Brown Jan 2018
Life is a game
The few who know how to play are
Successful

I'm not one of those people
Tristan Brown Mar 2018
The heart cannot know broken
If the heart is never whole
Tristan Brown May 2018
Once again
A chapter draws to a close
But unlike before
This chapter could be a story of its own

From new faces
Who became family
To learning
I can write

From the pain
Of losing friends
To learning
Some things can never be made right

But now the chapter's closing
The story is coming to its end
My newly found family
Has a new path to follow
But I guess even from afar
They'll be my inspiration to write

So as the chapter comes to a close
And the final pages are turned
The last memories are made

And with me
All of them
Will Remain
Forever
And all the while new beginnings are starting to be made.
Tristan Brown Mar 2018
This Stress is killing me
No time to think
No time to breathe

This Stress is stronger than me
Holds me down with chains
Why can't I break free

This Stress

This Stress
It has killed me
No human left
All that remains is machine
Tristan Brown Nov 2017
One
Two
Three

Each one is unique in its own right
But they are all related at the same time

Three is the number that represents me

Not becuase it's my favorite
Or because it has a special story

But because three
Three is the number of people
Living in one body

And every one of those people have
The same name as me
Tristan Brown Nov 2017
I've heard that you really don't know what you have until it's gone
Sadly now, I know it's true

It was not death itself that made me realize this
But the reaction of the one's it affected
The one man that would call me a friend
Broken
In tears
With his heart in pieces

And I couldn't do anything to help
I stood there as he sobbed
I watched his heart tear in pieces
He was helpless

I can't mend broken hearts
I don't have the right words

I've hadn't ever seen broken
Until I saw those tears
Rushing down his face

Then, I realized
I cannot mend a broken heart
I can't stop the tears from falling
I can't say the right words

I just have to watch
As the ones I tell myself I care about
Are ripped to shreds
By the death of a great man

So all I can do is
Hope and Pray
That one day
He'll be close to the same
A professor of mine passed away, and the people I call my friends were distraught. What was worst was when my best friend started to cry, and all I could tell him that everything would be alright, even though I knew that was a lie.
Tristan Brown Aug 2018
Where did that boy was go
So humble and naive
He was so happy
And the world was his Playground

Where did that boy go
Broken
Left in Pieces
Didn't know how to put them back together
So he hid them under his skin

Where did that boy go
Knew that he could speak
But knew no one would listen

Where did that boy go
Lost within his emotions
Hate, love, happy, rage
But depressed is what really was

Where did that man go
Broken, depressed
And just wanted to tell the world his story

Where did that me go
Tristan Brown Aug 2018
Where did that me go

All of the darkness
All of the pain
Kept it all inside
Each and every day

Never learned to love
Never learned to care
Never learned to be happy
Pretended to fit in
Every single day

Just a depressed soul

Where did that me go

I never want to know
I just pray he stays away forever
Never to return

But if that me is gone
Who am I Now
Tristan Brown Feb 2018
We're stronger together
United we're better
May fear Never lead our way
And may we be stronger than hate
Tristan Brown Nov 2017
Strength is measured by numbers
Numbers give us goals
Goals we can strive to reach
The higher the number
The stronger we're perceived

Only physical strength uses numbers

Mental strength
Emotional strength

Neither can be measured
With a unit
Tristan Brown Oct 2017
What good is pain
If I cannot feel
What good is sorrow
If I cannot apologise
What good is sadness
If I cannot cry
What good is it

How bad is hatred
If I keep it all inside
How bad is anger
If I keep it on restraint
How bad is madness
If it's all that makes me sane
How bad is it

What good is sight
If I am always in the dark
What good is sound
If I hear the worst on the inside
What good is smell
If I live in a rotten world
What good is taste
If I always choke on my words
What good is touch
If I am completely numb
What good is it

How bad is evil
If it’s too good for me
How bad is violence
If it’s my entire life
How bad is a monster
If it’s the only friend I have
How bad is it

What good is fear
If I’m only afraid of me
What good is fire
If it’s ashes are drowning me
What good is dreaming
If they are all just fantasies
What good is love
If I will always be alone
What good is death
If I’m already not alive
What good is it
Tristan Brown Nov 2018
If I was a love poet
I'd say I love you the
same way a smartphone
loves wi-fi;

Able to work without
you, but only fully
functional when I'm
with you.
Tristan Brown Dec 2018
Wake up
Eat
Teeth
Drive
Think
       A lot
Drive again
Move
Shower
Eat
Sleep

It's simple, but it isn't.
most days don't go the way
I plan them.

The sidewalk of the shower
isn't flat. I can't hit the high notes
in the songs I sing.

I only believe that when I
don't hear them.

Not every problem has an
answer that looks like a puzzle
because all the pieces aren't

always in the box. Sometimes,
my pen goes dry.

Scientists blame a god they don't
believe in for problems
without an answer.

When I'm given a problem I can't
find an answer to, I look up
"You know what to do."

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