A dying old man came to sit by the sea; for as long as he can.
A dying old man came to sit by the sea and listen to the waves; for as long as he can.
A dying old man came to sit by the sea, listen to the waves and watch the sunset fade; for as long as he can.
A dying old man came to sit by the sea, listen to the waves, to watch the sunset fade, and to recapture his memories.
He remembered the rock where he and his wife swam.
The ring glinting in his hand.
He remembered their home, just two miles away.
And the sound and feel of ocean spray.
He recalled his first kiss.
And of course his first fish.
He remembered the sweet taste of victory.
And the bitter taste of misery.
He remember his wife, never waking from her sleep.
He recalled his life, which was slowly slipping into a dream.
A dying old man came to sit by the sea to gather his memories; one last time.
To come to watch the sunset fade; one last time.
To listen to the waves; one last time, as they say goodbye.
A dying old man came to sit by the sea, and there he died peacefully.

There are a million moments
I wish to spend with you
A million moments
I missed with you

Every faded sunset and
Every single drop of rain
Every star we have yet to see and
Every moon to be admired

I just want to remind you that
The world is wonderful and
I want to share it with you
Every moment of it

This is not a poem.

I am a poet in my brain. And yet when I sit down to type, the words never come out quite so elegant; the point never quite as clear
When I monologue to the mirror as I cry on the bathroom sink, the power of it reverberates back to me, and I think “I should write this down”; but when I sit with pen to paper, my hand trembles and the message is lost in the shaking and as I type, the keys sound furious only because my thoughts don’t translate to ones and zeros

Hi. My name is Kimberly.

None of you know me. And that’s the beauty of this site. That’s why I reserve hello poetry for my emotional dumping ground. No one can know what I feel. Don’t ask me why, it’s an unhealthy habit I am desperate to cling to.

This isn’t poetry. It’s anxious rambling. It’s tears at 3am because I feel lost and afraid and sad and alone and I don’t know who to tell about it
It’s heartbreak and lust because I have no one to admit it to
It’s yearning for memories that I don’t know who to share with
It’s my diary pretending to be free verse; except it’s not an act, it’s simply a lie

There is nothing poetic about my work .It has no style or rhythm. But it’s the only way I know how to express my emotion any more... and I’m losing touch even with this.

I don’t know who I am anymore

I got the first D (3 of them) of my life last semester and now I’m afraid to go back to school
I’m afraid I’m a fraud. A scam. I don’t see why anyone should trust me or believe in me. I don’t know how my parents can still call themselves proud after the **** I pulled

I’m trying to be hopeful. Trying so hard to believe I can be something better, but everyday I find it harder and harder to will myself out of bed. Harder and harder to even try. I shower later and later in the day, always in the afternoon.

Unemployment doesn't suit me. But to go to work right now feels foolish.

I have a crush on what could be my best shot at the one.
But I can’t do anything about it because I am a wreck.

I am can’t sleep during the night, shower in the afternoon, losing myself to tumblr, spontaneously crying, hasn’t seen the light in weeks, $400 in debt, unemployed, unprepared, wrecked.

I am lost, and worn and tired and hopeless and I can’t make a move now because I can’t even stand on my own two feet. Hell I can’t even get out of bed, how am I supposed to date?
There is value in struggling through a derivation for the formula. What I mean to say is I think there is value in learning how to claw your way back from the dark. And I know I don’t have to do this alone, but also I think I need to do most of it. All of it, all of the clawing and fighting, any support should come in the form of encouragement.
But I refuse to use someone else as the crutch or the lifeline to get me through. Because then I have not struggled and have then not grown and have not then gotten stronger.
And so I can’t date him. Not now, not yet, and I’m so ****** at the timing of it.
**** it- I think- caution to the wind, love with abandon.
Yes but what about me? How can I take care of me? No. I can’t do anything until I can stand on my own two feet again.

God I miss that. I miss the pride I had in myself and the happiness I had at just being able to see blue sky, every day. I am torn between I love who I was and I hate who I am. I’m torn between I can come back from this and being afraid that I will never be enough to come back from this. That it's over
And that’s nonsense, I know that, but ****. I’m so afraid. Maybe I am less than I thought I was. Maybe I’ve always been less than I thought I was. But maybe I’m just less than what I used to be. Which is worse?


Anyway... I keep thinking its a switch that I can just click be better.
But It doesn’t work like that and I genuinely don’t know my way back.
I don’t.
I’ve tried every trick I know,  I did everything I could to keep this from happening and yet.

I am can’t sleep during the night, shower in the afternoon, losing myself to tumblr, spontaneously crying, hasn’t seen the light in weeks, $400 in debt, unemployed, unprepared, wrecked and I don’t know who to tell about it.

So. Here you go. Listen to my pathetic rant, my cry for help. I jettison this letter out knowing it falls on deaf ears. Deaf ears, but not blind eyes. I know when I publish this people will see me. They will see my pain and, I’m not asking for help, but at least they will see me, they will see my struggle and I will know I’m not alone.

This is the bravest I have ever been, and what does that mean? I am a coward.

I am not a poet. Never have been, and everyday I become less of one. So, thank you, for making it to the end of this abomination.

And every time a storm swept through she felt as though the world received her rage and responded.

Dying love
Just too weak
Too far away to remember
I prayed these momories wouldn't fade

Sounds like this sacrafice
Was just a long goodbye
You've tried before
To dissapear

Wrong hands take control of the sweet life
We carried from our
Terrible cradle

You uunderstood the harmony
That exists between us
Mistaken and everlasting
What a majestic trick

Doctors slipping in desperatoin,
Trying to recapture the lives they lost
To limitless disaster

This sinful fee
Isn't worth your hopeless greif
It is no justification
For your imperfections
Let go of your trampled worth
And broken pride
Cannot be saved like
You beleive

Friends barely embrace
I am sorry for your lonely passion
Begging for a kiss

Shame kisses your thoughts
God's will shinging through
The world in a way you never wante

Enjoy the day
Isn't it lovely?
Think of the time we played in the dirt,
How we laught at our game
As the world softly crashed on our innocent character
And plunged us into a bitter nightmare
Not worth waking up to false bliss
In this growing distance between our stares.

Big fat Buffalo
Sometimes fast, though, sometimes slow
Bison knows no foe

I'm trying to play it cool
but I can't help holding my breath
and playing the fool

You know that album?
By Linkin Park, the last one?
"One more light" is just too ******* fitting
For this show I see from where I am sitting

Every title and every track
Brings all the sadness back
Between Chester and you, I've come to decide
All this album makes me think of is suicide.

Today I met Bruce
He is a big, dark brown moose
He was a cool moose

I wish you were clear with your intentions so I can look you in the eye and let you see everything I feel.

Coffee burnt breath
A Chocolate twinged touch
Strawberry kisses
And this is a bit much

Idle day dreams
A Careless scribbled note
Roseberry glances
And you gave me your coat

Dizzy drunken stares
A table for two
Blueberry whispers
And Its just me and you

Dying old age
A well placed blow
Blackberry wishes
And my love  had to go

Coffee burnt breath
A chocolate twinged touch
Strawberry kisses
And alas it was never enough

The way his fingers traversed my spine
How his hand sidled into mine
He gently tugged (pulled) at my skin
Urgently trying to get it

His gentle but firm embrace
And light caressing of my face
His loving touch traveled
From lip to hip he unraveled
Me into ribbons, tightly bound round his ribs and
Arms seeking his neck
Bound tightly like an anchored wreck

As I was held he swelled
With pride and his touch
Kept me giddy inside

Such powerful emotion
Provoked in
Such an innocent way
No hand went astray
No wandering lips or kisses
No disgusted dismissives

In a silent seat
An unspoken treat unf kded in me, his love so pure and so clean

How he secured me by his side
So loving I could have died

An overreaction- perhaps
But I've felt no greater satisfaction

Than resting in the arms
Of my lover who will never read these yarns

This is sappy
This is weak
But I can't help it
You just make me so happy

This is cliché
This isn't me
But I'm baffled
You can make me feel this way

It's been two weeks
Or maybe a couple days?
I've lost track
It's too soon for this speech

Maybe I'm too fast
Or maybe I'm too slow
But I'm bewitched
By this spell you've cast

This is stupid
It's gone too far
I'm sorry
I'm done playing with Cupid

I've carried it.
The burden of my house; it's gone.
I burried it.
Far down the road; It's wrong.
I've been wary.
It's a curse, a nightmare and song.
I've tarried.
And for that my days are long.
I was married.
Until the curse found them; drug them along
The consequence varied.
But no one escaped; the curse is strong.
The sin plauged all who carried it.
Its been the burden of my house for too long.
I've burried it.
Down in my grave where it belongs

I drink and drink
So I don't have to think
I drink and drink to the brink

I drink and drink
To hide the pain
Now I write, slain in ink
Soaked in my blood
You wash down the sink

As you wash me down the drain
And rush out to the funeral rain
You understand the pain

Of why I drink and drink
So I don't have to think

I've grown cold and unused to you
We were two people who shared a bed
That was love, no?
We practiced this cherade for 15 years
We fight, and argue
Each time pushing further apart
Until this cold distance consumed us
Broken into little pieces my heart
Has nothing left to give you
Last time you drank you took my last piece
And I'm through
How can I miss something that was never really there?
Our lives together great
But they grew weathered and faded
Until you dropped out of the race
How could I not see?
This was never meant to be?
I've left you behind dear
I left you long ago
And I'm only tell you this now
Now instead of then because I hoped
Hoped you could see
I was leaving
And chase after me
See what ruin you had caused
And say you were sorry
But you didn't
You kept blowing your path of destruction
And I snuck out between the waves
And I'm telling you now dear
I can't
I loved you once
But darling our love its been dying
Our love its been dead
Goodbye

Sometimes I feel empty
Empty like this bottle
Laying at my feet
Empty like your smile
Worn and beat
Empty like the land
Desprate in the heat
Empty like the city
Not a friendly face to greet
Empty and alone
My fate is obsolete
I'm sorry
For the emptiness in me

And in this silence I can feel
Suddenly I am aware of the sounds we take for granted
Like the gossip of the leaves
When they whisper urgently in the wind
Or the way our footsteps beat together in some kind of harmony
With uneven steps and speeds
Somehow the colliding sounds of heel on dirt
Mesh into some beautiful composition of purpose
The cries of the woods
The squirrels and the deer and the rabbits and the wolves
The far off laughter or chatter
Of all the other people we push aside
The humanity of those we try so hard to ignore
All those little sounds
Barely register in our consciousness
But in this silence I can feel them all
Except for you
Except for you, what did you say?

Like a shadow, fox
Skirted across the road, sly
Dark and beautiful

Beautiful and sleek,
Brilliant and bleak,
the future looms on.

Majestic Mountains
Grand Tetons stand tall and proud
Against wind, sun, sky

Happiness is
Sunday afternoons on my couch
Walks and aimless moments of bliss
All gone now... Ouch

Happiness is
Late night video game campaigns
Reading in those tight arms of his
Worth all the pain

Happiness is
Daydreaming on a sunny day
Getting lost in a gentle kiss
Don't go away...

Happiness is
Your smile, your laughter, your soul
All the time you calle me your Miss
I want it all

Happiness is
To curl together in the shade
Every word that made me breathless
How could it fade...

Happiness was you and me

I didn't think it would be love
But that's what it became

And now it is a shame
We will never be the same

Hello, I am dying
Dying in soul
I can't stand to live
Never lose your purpose, child, and forgive!

Hello, I am dying
Dying in mind
I have gone crazy
Don't listen to the world, child, wait and see!

Hello, I am dying
Dying in heart
I am too weak now
Remember you're fragile, child, also bow!

Hello, I am dying
Dying at last
Weak, crazy, hopless
Don't forget your hopes... dreams... child. Keep your bliss!

Hello, I am dying
Softly I go
Goodbye, dear sweet child
Dream, love, run, create, cry, child, live your life
And die.

Can you just stand there and let me look at you?
Just wait
As I absorb every detail that makes you what you are
It's a shame to steal glances from your conversation
To merely glance and be reminded of all you stand for
It's a shame I have to remember you from afar
A shame I have to hide my penetrating gaze,
Avert my eyes from being noticed
Bury my admiration for passing fancy
Can't you let me take in your splendor?
Only once
Grant me this limitless window to your being
Let me absorb the devil of your details
And be reminded of our past
Let me see in you what I see
Not the world
But the entity only I can behold
Let me look at you and be reminded of how you've changed me
How you've changed
How we laughed;
How we grew
Wise and knowledgable of each other as siblings
Let me see in you your weaknesses and
Your secrets
And let me see how they make you strong
Let me see your imperfections
And appreciate the designs they build in your character
Let me peel away your fleshy facade
You never could lie to me anyway
And see that cascade of color slosh around in your head
How it runs through your bones
Gives breath and passion to your lungs
How it rushes through your blood
Let me recognize the infinity of your thoughts and understand the depth behind your simple words
Won't you let me stare?
Only for a bit
Only for a while
Only enough to remember who you are to me
Only enough to commit your soul to memory
Oh won't you let me indulge in this intimacy?

Isn't it funny how we describe our greatest rushes with words of terror
Our most exhilarating moments, with stopped or pounding hearts, held breath and fear
Isn't it funny how we feel most alive so close to death
Isn't it funny how the things we love can hurt us the most
Isn't it funny that you, my love
Could deal my final blow.

You always told me to think of the stars
But tonight when I looked up to the sky
All I could see was the bright shining moon
And I took it for a sign

You painted the sun, and I the moon
Those were the roles we chose to consume
We always admired the stars, together
But tonight only the moon chose to shine

Only I was visible in the sky
Selfishly and greedily capturing the eye
All for it’s self, all for me
No other other-worldly distraction to share with

Perhaps it is time
I focused once more on myself
Less on the you, less on the us
And more on the me, the moon

Do not confuse my arrogance for confidence
I really am a self-centered ******* who
Has no idea what he's doing
And that's the truth
~ Sincerely
The Anxious Secret

I want this to last
Don't we all?
It has a great view
But a terrible fall

It happened so fast
I had to make a call
Can it be true?
What happens when I scale this wall?

Tie me to the mast
Tell me I have gaul
For falling for you
You were fake after all

But thats the past
Shattered in the hall
Made of China new
Like a fragile doll

How could it last?
No ones immoral after all
I guess it's over, guess we're through
How could I be so stupid to fall for you?

It's just a grave
Of a soldier, young and brave.
No body does it keep,
And few visit or weep.
I alone,
Sit by this stone.
And yet I know,
Though it brings me greif and woe,
It is not he,
Who lies beneath me.
There is no soul
For me to love and console.
Sadly, I must admit
With all my clever, all my wit
There is nothing here, save
This lonely old grave.

"Tell me what I gotta do"
"There's no getting through to you"
No matter how hard I try
You're holding back and I don't know why

"You say I can't understand"
"But you're not giving me a chance"
To listen, to help, to love you, to dance
Every time I get closer
You run from the exposure

"You keep running like the sky is falling"
But really it's just me, with your name I'm calling
I've bled myself open with honest truths
Now "tell me how to fall in love with you the way you want me to"

Quit hiding from me,
All I want to do
Is care for you,
Intimately

Let me care
You've seen me so bare
This burden we can share
It's hardly fair
Why aren't you there?

I was looking for a thought
And look, here I have found it
Down at the bottom of this bottle
That made me forgot
How ironic that this is where it’d be

The thought of you
I tried to bury
Beneath all the ***** and Hennessey

But look, here it is anyway
How persistent
I might have forgotten
Maybe for only a minute

But here it is again,
At the bottom of this bottle
Of all the drink to make me forget
Just brings you back up as my final regret

3:30 and you're mad at me
3:31 and I know there is no where I'd rather be
Than with you beneath this blanket
Your arms round my waist, don't you think that
This would be lovely, our gentle kisses
And passionate sighs for forgiveness
Is better than this cold disregard
And arguments of wasted breath?

3:35 and you're not letting me in
Alright then
Guess we'll call it... good?
And pretend to brush it off like mud?
Fine go and do what you will
Even if I can't love you tonight
And you won't give me the chance to fight
I know inside
At 3:45
That there is no one I'd rather be with
With you, my love, until my dying breath.

Memory is too fragile
Too often it forgets the past
All your happiness is faded
Your timeline, unsure and jaded

It remebers the biggest stuff
The "important" events and things
But leaves out intamacy
In the details of legacy

The little day to day gestures,
Moments of bliss are neglected
"Insignifigant" adventure
And all the laughter that they lure

These are the things I want to keep,
What I want memorialized
On my conciousness for ever
All these times we shared together

Precious moments unforgotten
Like the wind tossling my hair
And you sliding it back in place
How you lightly caressed my face

Every breathless time my heart stopped
And butterflies bred at  your touch
Every kiss imprinted in time
The veiws from the mountains we climb

The way we shudder and tremble
And whipser "I Love you" 's with care
The jokes  we shout, the games we play
The songs we sing, the things we say

These fleeting moments are ereased
To make way for pain or glory
Things with ceremony or scars
Not as good as sleeping in cars

Let my legacy be of my
Good times, fun times, small times when I
Made a difference for once and for
The smiles and laughs of my trade floor

I want to remeber these things
The small things that make up our lives
Because they make them all worth more
Than I ever thought before

She lie dying in the hospital
Liver failure of the most innocent type
Not two days old and she had a foot in the grave
The doctors tried, and tried
UV, IV, Lights and drips and even ***** donations.
The nurses came and went
And the mother was worried sick
And then they prayed.
The father and his father
The mother and all her friends.
Her grandmother, her aunts and uncles and cousins.
And the grandfather prayed. He stood over her as she laid in the cradle and crossed his hands in prayer; head bowed humbly before his God.
And he called her his Little Kestrel.
The pastor's prayer did the trick
And she recovered nice and quick.
The baby grew and grew and continues still to grow
Making everyone who prayed thankful and proud for all she'd become.
And soon she will be a full grown Kestrel; ready to take flight with full fledged beauty for the world the behold
Ready to take flight and show her grandfather
What a Kestrel she had become

The night stars twinkle like the spotlights I used to know
Clear and fresh the silent air stirs with wind
Pierced by struggles and cries of innocence
The rush of Justice kicks in
And the night is quiet again
The night is mine to seize as I choose
Through training and greif I sprouted wings
And in the night I soar
Like the Bat himself

I have nothing but myself, but I am everything I need

But what do you mean?
No no no
Please
What's wrong?
What've I done?
I'm sorry
I'm so sorry please
Okay
Yes
Yes
Okay
Goodbye

Our love it sparks, it flames, it flickers, it fades.
And sparks back up again

As my blood trickled
Down to the place where no one lived
Down into the place where people layed down their hopes and died
I heard the roar
Raging beneath the bodies
As they fed on my dreams and my goals
They rose up above me
Trampled over my corpse
And greedily took from the life that was mine
Through breath of my lung
And strength of my blood
I awoke the graveyard of quitters
And through my sacrafice they ascended to achieve a greater life
And to say I redeemed so many souls
To say I saved so many lives
I guess it was worth it
My little sacrafice
Or so I thought
As my blood trickled down to where no one lived

I don't feel safe she called
Between giggles and squeals of delight
And It took everything I had
Not to tell her she wasn't

Remind me again how we got this far?
I struggle and scream
All I have are these scars

Is this really what I am?
It's not what I wanted to dream
This is far from what I planned

Remind me again what made me begin?
If I had know what would have been...
How will I repent for this sin?

Remind me again how we got this far?
I am miserable, can't you see?
All I ever gained from this are all these scars...

1 am escapades
Riding up and down escalate
Er, sorry wrong floor
I can't think straight anymore

Trampolines and duckies
Don't you find it lucky
All these adventures we share
In the dark without a care

Walmart and bowling
Always ice-cream coning
Sunsets and rain checks
On dates with other picks

Theatres to parking lots
Parking lots, we talk a lot
Home at last
What time has passed

Never quite alone
Always on the phone
Always wishing and potting
For our next star spotting
All these memories shared in peace

When "we saw brilliance" while "the world was asleep"

I'm looking for someone to:
Cook with/for
Sleep with
Hike with
Camp with
Dream with
Hang out with
Game with
Escape with
Sing with
Dance with
Explore with
Adventure with
Hug
Hold
Cuddle
Kiss
.........

Love.

Someone to not be alone with.