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325 · Sep 2015
To Stop
I never figured out how to stop loving.
It seems to come so easily to some.
One day they can be enamored, devoted,
Readily professing their love for you,
Then the next day, act as though a stranger.
I never learned how to do that.
I never figured out how to stop caring,
Thinking
Dreaming
Wanting
Needing.
I never figured out how to stop loving you.
320 · Feb 2016
Someone Like You
Nothing you can do or say,
Will ever make me walk away.
Read these words and know them true:
I will never abandon you.

I won't leave you in the night,
I'll come back after every fight.
I won't try to change your mind,
I'll let you be, undefined.

I will never ignore a call,
I'll grab your hand if you fall.
I won't leave you at the edge,
I'll be waiting, this I pledge.

I will listen but judge not,
I'll take in every thought.
I won't ever ask of you,
I'll just give, as I always do.

I won't lie and I will care,
Promise I will always be there.
I'll be patient and I'll be kind.
Someone like you is hard to find.
2013
319 · Mar 2015
...
...
I never thought that I'd be the one
To finally make you cry.

I swear I always swore to you,
That I would never be that type.
318 · Mar 2015
Sages of Old
I long to write with the sages of old,
To bask in the shadow of their might.
To soak in the ideas they cast aside,
In hopes that I might be worthy of their waste.

I dream of playing alongside the greats,
To see their skill put on display.
To be inspired by the sheer force of will,
The driving pain in each push forward.

I desire to sail with the explorers,
Those who conquered the seas with stars and wood.
To experience the exhilaration of the unknown,
And feel the freedom of a life unbound.

I wish to study the masters of science,
To take notes on their great experiments.
To be in the background of the great discoveries,
The shattering pressure of defining truth.

I crave to walk with the changers of the world,
The protesters, the leaders, the speakers.
To hear them, feel them, experience them,
To be witness to the suffering of progress.

I hunger to ride with the conquerors,
To witness ruthless minds destroy adversity.
To see brutality aimed in a specific direction,
The utter destruction of an enemy.

I lust to suit up with the pilots,
To join the brave on every first journey.
To cross the Atlantic, the world, to outer space,
Experiencing the thrill of the life on the edge.

The greatest sadness that I find in life,
Is that I cannot travel back in time.
That I will never meet my heroes,
Is a sobering and saddening fact.

Instead, I am becoming my own,
I am becoming one of the masters.
I will join the ranks of the great,
And I will finally experience the thrill.
Notes (optional)
316 · Feb 2016
Held
She shuts the door
Flips the switch
Calls my name
Tosses the covers
Hair in my face
Scent in my nose
Lips still on my tongue
Moving her hips beside me
Stirring the heart inside me
Eyes shutting reluctantly

Never a greater peace
Than when she falls asleep
Held tightly in my arms
315 · Apr 2014
I'm Ready to Go
I think I'm ready to go, I've left it all behind.
The past has been so slow, I've got a faster pace in mind.

I'm ready to go, get my out of my mind.

Here we are again, the crossroads to the laughter.
Toss myself to the wind, stick the landing after.

I'm ready to go, get me out.

The hundredth cannon fires, with a tiny thunderous roar.
The balance of my desires shines in brown open door.

I'm ready to go.

Let the chills wash over me, now its time find the new.
The tingle finally sets me free, almost as if you knew.

I'm ready.
311 · Sep 2014
This is the Night
10/7/2012

Horizon flooded with watercolor,
No sunset quite like another.
Croaking of frogs all around,
Drowning out other sounds,
Air gone still in preperation,
Wildlife rest in expectation.
The heat of day begins to die,
As the sun leaves the sky.
Shadows expand to cover all,
Darkness enjoys the day's fall.
Stars glow upon heaven's floor,
Oh, how many, so many more!
The moon appears, full and bright,
Come to watch us in the night.
Its warm presence lights the rock,
Keeps me steady as I walk.
Coyotes howl from distant hills,
Thrilling, giving ancient chills.
Owls will begin to call out soon,
Making me want to join their tune.
Finally at my destination,
I prepare to enhance my fascination.
Invigorating scent of fresh cut hay,
Keeps me awake as I lay,
Staring up to unfathomable height,
Respecting all the power and might,
Realize just how small we are,
Even compared to a distant star.
Events come back into perspective,
We are truly, truly subjective.
For hours, laying on my back,
Watching satellites as they track.
Loving the peace the darkness brings,
Forgetting about all other things.
I look to heaven, begin to pray,
Then rolling off my bale of hay,
Retrace my steps through the fescue,
Thanking the night for the rescue.
306 · Sep 2014
Heaven's Nails
The screams and roars call me to war,
Demand my presence to settle the score.
They need my light to lead the fight,
A pinnacle of the saving might.

These men, they die, as they cry,
Requesting that their spirits fly.
For they sin, time and again,
Fighting a fight only I can win.

The enemy has them on their knees,
Promising lies and pleasures to please.
A sorry some abandon me. Succumb,
To temptation, their lives undone.

If they followed me they would see,
I can make them the best they can be.
My love will shower down from above,
Turning crows to purest doves.

Their calls drive me to end their fall,
I can't say no, I love them all.
The Father sent me to set them free,
To lead to heaven, for love of thee.

Though nails bind and ****** hails,
I am the love that never fails.
Forgive the true, knowing not what they do.
My last breath is expended for you.
305 · Sep 2014
4/27/2012
I want to know why, how, and when,
But I can't. So I sit, and then,
I begin to wonder, to think about,
All that's within me, then I shout.
I yell and scream to the sky,
Wondering, always wondering why,
This gift I have is too a curse.
Like water that could end my thirst,
It flows, just beyond reach.
But never nearer. I beseech:
Let this sweet torture end,
Let me paddle around the bend,
If I cannot leave this lot behind,
I fear, no happiness will I find.
In sad solitude I will remain,
Never to be joyful again,
Never to see a kind, smiling face,
Never to know love's sweet grace,
I will lay stricken, on the border,
Between lines of battlefield disorder.
On opposing sides, my curse and my gift,
One and the same, creating a rift.
A chasm into which I will fall,
Where people will look down in awe,
Where they will see me, broken and cold,
Where my heart will remain, until I am old.
They will place a plaque, at the edge of my grave:
Here lies he, who was made a slave.
A slave to that which was a gift and a curse,
He left himself behind, and put her first.
Just beyond reach, she danced and lured,
And though she knew his heart was skewered,
She left him to die in this chasm of pain,
Never to know true love again.
305 · Feb 2016
Complaints
Complaints
Complaints
Why do you complain?
What good, what help, what use are they,
The words you spew and cry?
Why can't you, like everyone else, keep those words inside?
When you moan and groan, pine and whine,
I lose respect, I like you less, your thoughts I now despise.
It isn't cute, it isn't fun, it doesn't make me smile.
Tired of listening to your complaints,
I don't think you're worth my while.
303 · Sep 2014
You Are
You are
What you do,
What you say.
How you spend,
Each empty day.

You are
Your perfections,
Your mistakes.
Always learning,
What it takes.

You are
Your decisions,
Your choices.
The opportunities,
And all your little voices.

You are
Both terrible,
And kind.
Not more of one,
But balanced in mind.

You are
A sinner,
A saint.
Simply a human,
Though it be faint.

You are
Not perfect,
Not flawed.
Just struggling,
And awed.

You are
Your wants
Your needs
But most of all,
You are your deeds.
302 · Sep 2014
Ocean View
I was gazing out to ocean view,
And somehow it reminded of you.
Such depth here can be found,
Here to the tune of seaside sound.

The ocean spreads out far and wide,
So many things it sequesters inside.
Indeed I think you do too,
So many secrets hidden in you.

The pounding waves never ending,
Something like your will, never bending.
Stubborn and strong without fail,
The steady strength on which you sail.

Stormy clouds just barely visible,
Hint at anger oh so subtle.
Rains pour down in far off sheets,
Ruthless there, the stormy beats.

Alas what beauty is present here,
Indescribable when I come so near.
Indeed like you, my breath it steals,
But I so love the way it feels.

My heart beats faster at the sight,
Subliminal perfection beneath the moonlight.
The stars reflected far from shore,
As in your eyes I so adore.

The tide comes in as though calling,
It seems to know that I am falling.
Deeper, deeper, into blue abyss,
And into you, I don't resist.

Shells of such intricate expression,
Wash up from the salty depression.
Such beautiful works of artistry,
Reminisce of those you brought to be.

The ocean, the ocean, there it lies,
Such beauty, wonder, joy at its side.
It covers my earth, flooding my thought,
It is something I have always sought.

Indeed I realize why the sight,
Brought thoughts of you that starry night.
Such magnificence there in beauty view,
Such depth and wonder found in you.
301 · Dec 2014
Sea of Sight
Star light, star bright, I need a star to see tonight. Here I lay by heavens might, a whisper in the gale of fright. In this sea of resounding sight, the doubts and lies are soon made right. Star light, starry night, come wash away my heart tonight.
Largest meteor shower of the year
299 · Feb 2016
Shotgun
She sings with me when riding in the car, windows down, cruising who knows where.
She'd go anywhere with me, near or far, the wind whipping through her hair.
Holding my hand, stroking my arm, she lets her laughter free.
It flows around, a river of sound, finding home inside of me.
Her fingers run all through my hair as I shift on through the gears.
Screaming her joy when I put petal to the floor, her adrenaline overtaking fear.
Burning rubber fills her nose as I carve through downtown corners.
She loves the smell of it in my clothes when the burning day is over.
Challenging drivers at every light, she talks all the **** for me.
I rev the engine to back her up, the redline throwing warnings.
"C'mon babe," she'll say to me, "this ***** wants to go."
Can't help but grin as I wait for the light, clutched and shifted to throw.
She taunts them through the open window as I tear down through the gears.
Her laughter mixes with the exhaust as she screams her victory cheers.
All I need is her love and laughter, all I want is her riding shotgun.
I want her hand on mine on the shift ****, that's how I know she's the one.
298 · Aug 2015
Two Words
I remember the night that I met you.
It was pouring rain, us huddled under a tree with the red and blue lights of police cars flashing in the leaves. You had come running from one side of the tree, I had come running from the other, looking for shelter from the downpour and the law. A startled look stole your face when we both stopped in front of the trunk.

I remember the lights flashing in your green eyes - such a lovely sight. Drops of rain clinging to your eyelashes and dripping from your hair, soaked and hanging down to the middle of your back. You had a light sweater clutched around you, as though it could protect you from the weather.

I remember grinning as I took in the sight of you. I think right there, right then, a switch flipped somewhere in my brain. A new synapse must have been created, or maybe it was just my pounding heart, but I thought you to be the most beautiful being in the world. Something about the curve of your lips and the glint in your eyes made me forget the rain or even the reason I had been running in the first place. Girls can do such incredible things to boys.

I remember wanting to say hello, but being far too out of breath. You must have been the same, because we stood there for a long while, leaning against the trunk of the tree, just trying to breath normally again. I kept making awkward smiles, glancing in your direction. Hard as I might try to play it cool, I couldn't stop stealing looks.

I remember falling in love with you. It was the moment that you said "Hey there," as though this was a completely normal meeting, under completely normal circumstances. You said it as though we hadn't just been sprinting away from a busted party, as though the heavens weren't coming down all around us.

With two words I fell in love, and I have fallen a little more each moment since. You are my law breaking, rule bending, social butterfly of a princess, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
295 · Sep 2015
Demands
I have demanded much from life,
Life has answered with the same.
I have shot for highest heights,
I never missed my aim.

I no longer have demands for life,
Instead, I make pleas.
I no longer stand with fists proffered,
I am on my knees.

I only have one request to make,
Greater than all before.
I only have one hope in my chest,
One final ember more.

Love is all I ask for now,
Love is all I need.
Love is all I think about,
Someone beside me.

Forever I may wander lost,
Looking for a sign.
Forever may she come to me,
Forever to be mine.

I have demanded much from life,
Perhaps too much, I see.
Worthiness no longer matters,
Let my love flow free.
294 · Feb 2016
Remember
I want you to remember me in this moment.

Years from now when things have changed, when you might not see me in the same way, when we may not even know each other anymore, I want you to remember that at some point in my life, at some point in "us", that I was this person. I want you to know that this person will always be inside of me somewhere.

When you are
Looking at me with distaste at something I've done,
Picking me up because I'm a mess,
Crying because I said something,
Or because I didn't say what I needed to,
Laying in bed looking at an empty pillow beside you,
Walking around an empty house because I had to get out,
Looking through ancient pictures of the two of us together,
Wondering how I could have ****** up as bad as I did,
Wondering why we don't feel the way you used to,
Wondering why you and I don't work anymore,
Wondering why we're falling apart,
I want you to remember.

Remember this moment.

That I love you.
That right now, I'm a boy who just wants to be with you,
Who wants to care for you,
Play with you,
Run around and explore and sing songs with you,
Make love to you, kiss you in every beautiful place,
Remember the look that you see in my eye,
Remember that right now I would take a bullet for you,
Jump off a bridge for you,
Remember that right now, right here, in this moment,
You are the only important thing in the world that I want.

Remember this moment.

Because no matter how bad things get, this person will always be inside me. The boy looking at you now, filled with so much love - he isn't going anywhere. He may be hard to dig out, hard to find, buried beneath years of troubles and fights and crushed dreams, but he will still be there. I'll still be this moment inside.

When that time comes, I'll just need some help finding this moment again. I might need a little help to remember.

I have a bad memory. I need you to remember for me.

Don't let me forget that I love you.
A complex concept that is hard to put into words.
292 · Sep 2014
Already Given Her Mine
Her eyes they twinkle,
Sparkle and shine.
Dark, light, dark again,
Such perfect design.

Her laugh runs free,
Like a mountain stream,
So smooth and surreal,
As though a dream.

With hair that flows,
Such gentle grace,
It retains its glory,
When out of place.

A smile that shines,
So incredibly bright.
It flashes and grins,
Lighting the night.

Her physical beauty,
Perfection it may be,
Is not the only beauty,
That one can see.

Her heart, her heart.
Words cannot describe.
So cold, so warm,
So many things inside.

So good and so golden,
Such warmth and invitation.
Intricate and delicate,
A web of fascination.

Her inner beauty,
Beyond compare.
Leaves other girls,
With such despair.

They look upon her,
In all her glory,
Crying out,
In all their fury.

But she bears the weight,
With poise and grace.
A perfect woman,
Beyond distaste.

She bends the knee,
Without asking.
Men line up behind her,
Glory basking.

But they in vain,
For her heart lies elsewhere.
I'll never understand,
Just how it got there.

It lies with me,
In my gentle hands.
It warms my soul,
And hears my plans.

How she loves me,
I'll never know.
Perhaps predestined,
From long long ago.

But she is my gift,
All the beauty that I have.
She is my joy,
That which makes me laugh.

I love her dearly,
Moreso than my life.
I love her even more,
Than she loved the knife.

Her scars don't haunt us,
The opposite is true.
The blood she spilled reminds me,
Her strength sees her through.

My heart belongs with her,
Her image fills my dreams.
In my imagination of the future,
She stars in every scene.

She is more than perfection,
Her beauty beyond sublime.
Her heart all I've dreamt of,
I've already given her mine.
289 · Sep 2014
Set in Ink
The history of my heart is written in rhymes.
The flow and meter of good and bad times,
All contained within the pages of a book,
Very few will ever earn a look.

My deepest secrets set in ink,
The blue lined page my only shrink.
My sins are masked hyberbole,
What they are, I'll never say.

When I have a space to fill,
Or the need to record my newest ****,
I begin again upon new page,
My alter ego, the sinning sage.

When I bear your transgressions,
I write them down as your confessions,
I rhyme the ways that you have wronged me,
Predicting what you will never be.

When my heart is under fire,
Or when it screams a new desire,
It all goes down in neat, narrow scrawl,
More impatient and vengeful than King Saul.

Whatever I feel, whatever I think,
It all goes down in this black, shiny ink.
Mind to pen to paper without delay,
I truly know no other way.

The story of my life is written in rhymes.
Pages filled with rephrased crimes.
Trapped between covers of a book,
The place where few shall ever look.
283 · Feb 2016
Line of Failures
Explain to me why you aren't,
Just another regret.
Tell me why you should be,
A memory I won't forget.

Why should I remember,
Why should I care?
What will remind me,
That you aren't there?

Do you really think,
That you will be in my dreams?
What will make this,
Not what it seems?

Why are you different,
What makes you the best?
In my long line of memories,
What puts you above the rest?

Give me a reason why.
What gives you such allure?
You are just another of mine,
In a line of beautiful failures.
Yet another ******* throwback from 2012.
I've always wondered,
If there was more.
Something bigger,
I should be looking for.

At first I thought,
Maybe it is success.
So I succeeded in all,
I am the best.

But still I don't feel,
The way that I might.
So I will keep looking,
Until it feels right.

I thought maybe wealth,
Was the key to it all.
I work and I earn,
But that isn't the call.

The toys are fun,
The parties are great.
But I don't find meaning,
Driving one fifty eight.

At only seventeen,
I questioned the rules.
A year later I realize,
I was one of the fools.

There was no thrill,
In breaking the law.
Yet I was never caught,
By the courtroom's claw.

What more was left?
What hadn't I won?
I thought it was over,
My philosophy done.

I tried the last thing,
That I could think of:
The deepest and sweetest,
The purest of love.

I've tried many girls,
Until I found the one.
So incredibly smart,
Beautiful and fun.

I love her like nothing else.
She is the reason I continue.
Her perfection saved me,
From ending this venue.

But still unsatisfied,
I am hungry and tired.
Will I ever find,
All that I desired?

I talk with God,
Every morning and night.
I ask for forgiveness,
Rescue from this plight.

I can see his works,
Both far and wide,
Yet I still feel,
So empty inside.

Look at me, and all I have.
Now look inside. See?
I just don't get it.
What is wrong with me?

I'm a terrible person,
Still missing my meaning.
I'm happy, yet sad,
Nothing redeeming.

So still I wonder,
Is there something more?
Something bigger, better,
I should be looking for?
280 · Feb 2016
Driven
Clutch and bleed for the driving need,
The bitter, hounding sound.
Pushed harder and farther, to my knees,
Passing the world around.

Zeal and lust are both a must,
Happiness a choice.
Crying, dying, true disgust,
They seek to steal my voice.

Air or water, I cannot falter,
Without either I should fail.
To succeed I need to be my father,
Breathe the need, as was his trail.

I chose to pose questions free ,
How can I grow better?
Pain and fame is all I see,
Easing, ceasing never.
1/23/13

Writhing hearts lay in their boxes,
Pumping furiously, ever trying.
Absorbing all the deadly toxins,
Unconsciously, slowly dying.

They hold on to a brighter hope,
That something good lies ahead.
Yet they don't have the wider scope,
That would suffocate with dread.

They think their boxes tight enough,
Thinking nothing can get in.
But the world has already called their bluff,
The cracks, though many, are thin.

The toxic vapors squeeze through,
To watch the hearts as they try.
Breathing words golden and true,
Breeding yet another lie.

With each new painful deception,
A heart beats unsteady.
Until the heart makes the correction,
It will never be ready.

Societal fumes of such despair,
Block the saving oxygen.
There is not enough mountain air,
To save the hearts from sin.

In their boxes they will beat,
Unsteady as they go.
They have already learned defeat,
Lies are all they know.
277 · Feb 2016
Night/Free
Dreams. Dreams. Come and gone,
Begin with the night, end with the dawn.
Darkness changes something within me,
The night finally sets me free.

Nine to five, that's my night,
Begins at dusk and ends with light.
The moon changes something within me,
The infinite stars all set me free.

Highest highs and lowest lows,
Passing with the evening throes.
Streetlights change something within me.
Sidewalks set my tired feet free.

Lonesome paths and friendly trails,
They all meet up at the rails.
The quiet changes something within me,
The silken silence sets my thoughts free.

A hundred years I could live tonight,
Me alone, here in the moonlight.
The darkness revealing the true me,
The night, finally setting me free.
274 · Dec 2014
Only who she was
I don't know why she feels alone,
I've never really understood.
She fills a room with a quip and smile,
The way no other could.

I don't know why she cries at night,
Or why laughter is so rare.
If only she knew that the very sound,
Locks me in the moment, then and there.

I don't know why she lies to me,
Always saying that things are okay.
She doesn't see that I'd do anything,
To bring happiness to her day.

I don't know why her pen falls,
From hands so shaking and cold.
When once before she wrote the world,
Carving joy in words so bold.

I don't know why she feels the need,
To put herself through pain.
Why she can't stand to sleep it off,
When she cries over him again.

I don't know who she is,
I don't know why she does.
I don't know when she went,
I only know who she was.
274 · Sep 2014
Can you hear it coming?
Can you hear it coming?
The rhythm of the drumming?
It thunders loud in my ears,
Confirming all my fears.
Realizing my dread,
By morning we will be dead.

It is inescapable,
We are totally incapable,
Of meeting this demand,
This is our final stand.
We have not long left to live,
And only our lives left to give.

So prepare yourselves.
Clear your shelves,
Sweep the floor,
Then file out the door.
Bring nothing along,
But strength and a song.

Straight and steady,
Prepared and ready.
Prostrate on the ground,
Wait, wait, for the ending sound.
Don't hide and don't you run,
This life is nearly done.
269 · Sep 2014
Billion Others
I float away and look to the sky,
Just wondering, wondering why.
I yell aloud all my frustration,
My voice increasing my perturbation.
I think about the doubts inside,
All the feelings I am trying to hide.
I think I might be different than the rest,
Maybe something is different in my chest.
I think that maybe my head is off.
I think maybe I was made too soft.
I stop my yells as I realize,
That the answer is in these starry skies.
Finally I can see,
That it's just me.
Im not special, nothing different at all,
So many others have felt this pall,
Nothing more than another number,
No brighter than any other.
I'm just another star,
Up there where a billion others are.
I'm nothing new.
Nothing more true.
I'm just little old me,
Tossed around on an endless sea.
Floating, sometimes bobbing under,
Feeling the world's endless hunger.
Because I can see every star,
None more than the others are.
Just like me, plain old me,
Just another drop in this endless sea.
268 · Jan 2015
The Line
We will stand the test of time!
For you, I'll wait in line.
Though enemies are all around,
Battered by the horrid sound,
I will wait, oh love of mine.

My spirit is failing fast,
I fear this is my last.
But you inspire to hold strong,
To keep fighting further on,
Watching each minute slowly pass.

My legs begin to fail,
Face and hands have paled.
You have not yet returned,
It is soon to be my turn!
Please come back, forget the sale!

I cannot possibly do more,
No longer worth fighting for.
My love, I long for thee,
I beg you to forgive me,
As I sprint my way towards the door.

I could not stand the time,
I've failed you, love of mine.
I thought myself to be a hero,
But failed to defeat my final foe,
The Walmart checkout line.
265 · Sep 2014
I Knew
4/15/2013

It's been such a long time,
Since I held your hand in mine.
So many years have passed,
Since that night in the grass.

I remember it so clearly,
And I hold on to it dearly.
The beginning of the end,
The source of my heart to rend.

The silence of night remained unbroken,
As you handed me a token,
Something to remember you by,
As though you knew we had to fly.

The moon shone but just a sliver,
And though warm, I felt a shiver.
As our bare feet crossed the dirt,
To the beat of mother earth.

Beneath the stars our resting place,
Where we gazed up into space.
Where I whispered it for the first time,
Those few words to make you mine.

And in that instant my world changed,
When you whispered words the same.
My hand found yours and then our lips,
My heart and soul both doing flips.

I couldn't believe this was reality,
It seemed as though some fantasy.
Something like one of those dreams,
Where the details begin to burst through the seams.

But no, this could be no dream,
This was you and this was me.
The consumation of such a love,
The kind that only stories tell of.

For hours there we were happy,
Alone in the field as we could be.
Your head on my heart, the steady drum,
And I listened to yours, the timid one.

The gentle breeze caressed your scent,
As the clear skies denied a tent.
The thick fescue was soft as down,
Your jean shorts made the best night gown.

You fell asleep fingers in mine,
And I lay awake for the longest time.
Peaceful bliss, no doubts did spoil,
As I rested my head upon the soil.

It was the first, but not the last,
By far the best we spent in that grass.
I'll never forget, nor do I want to,
Because that is the night I knew that I loved you.

Now it has been such a long time,
Since I held your hand in mine.
I struggle to recall how your fingers felt,
And to remember how my heart would melt.

But now we smile when we pass by,
I know you remember it, under the sky.
Your friend told me you talk in your sleep,
Sometimes revealing a subconscious so deep.

She said your eyes, they filled with tears,
As you were attacked by regrets and fears.
Your whispered callings, revealing my name,
The sad teary silence, when I never came.

She said my picture is under your pillow,
It's the one of us both, under the willows.
What I couldn't say, I have it too,
Beside my bed, reminding of you.

I couldn't tell her, I wake up in a sweat,
Heaving and cold, with dreams of regret.
Couldn't say how my thoughts are ridden,
And my lonesomeness is all but hidden.

I know it was hard, believe me, I do.
For years now I've thought this through.
The plan we made, it was all I had,
Sometimes it kept me from going mad.

Four years seemed as though forever,
But not so long if it would bring us together.
I worked so hard, so many sacrifices,
Did everything possible with human devices.

Now the years have finally passed,
And so it seems, has the contrast.
Murphy's law has kept as apart,
Distance forever the bane of our hearts.

I just want you to know, I'll be where I promised.
I made the grades, I made the "A" list.
You did too, but circumstance kills,
You'll be in the flats while I'm in the hills.

You were right to hand me that token,
It hangs on my neck, still unbroken.
I have no plans to remove it soon,
I'll be wearing it when I fly to the moon.

I'll never forget you, and I hope you not I,
But I wish your dreams wouldn't make you cry.
So smile for me, though years have passed,
Tell me you remember that night in the grass.

Have no regrets, don't wish it away,
That it never happened, I'll never say.
I won't forget it, nor do I want to,
That is the night I knew that I loved you.
264 · Mar 2015
Romance of Defeat
It seems to me
That the things I left untouched
Turned out to be the best.
And the things that I tried to fix
to win
to defeat
to help
Are worse than they were before.

It seems to me
I must find a certain romance
In people I cannot save.
And the battles that I cannot win
survive
escape
end
Are the only battles worth fighting.
262 · Feb 2016
Long Love
It's hard to put down in ink,
Spinning strands as I think.
I can't concentrate with you in mind,
And all the words I left behind.

Unable to focus on tasks at hand,
I struggle through with one demand.
I just want to see your face,
To hold your hand, ignore this space.

Two hundred miles keep us apart,
Yet you have a solid grip on my heart.
You need not worry these nights at home,
I will not stray. I'll sleep alone.

I want you with all my being,
In my dreams, it's you I'm seeing.
You, my angel of perfection,
You my one and only affection.

Be with me now, as we rest.
The rise and fall of my chest,
Grants us again each other's face,
Across this empty, distant space.
2013
262 · Feb 2016
Stand Where I Stood
Stand where I stood and tell me the world would feel different to you.
Stand where I stood and watch it all leave.

I dare you to walk the path I have walked, the loves I have loved, the battles I’ve fought.
I want you to share the people I’ve met, sights that I’ve seen, the dreams that I’ve dreamt.
Stand before the flames that I crossed, the pain that I felt, the moments I lost.

I dare you.
You, who criticize me.
You who holds a microscope to all of my faults.

Stand where I stood and watch the world as she leaves you.
Stand where I stood and try to hold it all in.

Because when it is over

You won’t be standing anymore.
261 · Oct 2014
I Knew Then
I asked how I might know when it was over.

They said, "When you love the memory more than the person standing in front of you."

Then you came to find me, said you wanted to talk.

I remembered us. The boat, the pool, the lake, the fires, the bikes, the dances, the singing, the running, the library, the laughter, the pictures, the kitchen, the park, the hikes, the camping, the movies, the books, the music, the truck, the thousand kisses, and everything else came rushing back.

I looked at you standing in front of me and I thought about the memories.

It was then that I knew it was over.
260 · Mar 2015
It was not slow
Falling in love was not slow,
It was not hard,
It was painless.

It happened in a heartbeat,
With a blink,
With a flash,
With a snap,
With a clap,
With a wink.

One second I was not,
The next I was.
I didn't know how.
I didn't know why.
But I knew it instantly.
I loved the love.
It became me,
Overtook me,
Consumed me.
256 · Sep 2014
I Fucking Hate this Phrase
"If it was meant to happen,
Then it will happen."
Thus the excuse for your failed dreams.
But this, a lie, is not how it seems.
Things do not just magically occur,
No, you don't just magically procure,
What you need. What you desire,
It doesn't happen, wishes don't inspire.
Get off your ***, do it yourself.
You get what you want, and nobody else.
Don't just wish and hope and wait,
Take an active role in your fate!
You must do it, seek it out,
Stop thinking so much, eliminate doubt.
Praying, hoping, wishing it true,
Won't get as far as a determined you.
So stop believing that "it will be."
End this torturous "wait and see!"
Say what it is that needs to be said,
Get those desires out of your head.
One person decides on "meant to be."
That person is you. Now try it, you'll see.
255 · Jun 2014
There
I wish I were there,
Your hand in mine.
Being at your side,
Not asking the time.

I wish I were there,
To see the light in your face.
To look into your eyes,
Brush a hair back in place.

I wish I were there,
To kiss you goodnight.
I long to be with you,
Each and every night.

I wish I were there,
To kiss you good morning.
To watch the sun's rays,
Light your hair without warning.

I wish I were there,
Just to see you smile.
To see wrinkled sheets,
All pushed in a pile.

I wish I were there,
To hear your sweet voice.
Let it whisper in my ear,
My one and only choice.

I wish I were there,
To hear all your fears.
And to whisper my comforts,
Into your ear.

I wish I were there,
To share myself with you.
To be there to love you,
As all lovers should do.

I wish I were there,
To wrap you up tight.
Show you how close we are,
All through the night.

I wish I were there,
To show you I was near.
But you must be there,
And I must be here.

So come now my love,
Though I'm not sure when,
I know I will see you,
I'll be with you again.
ldr
250 · Feb 2016
Too
Too
Passing notes in library aisles,
Elation is all that memory serves.
With you I've known nothing but smiles,
Reveling in your wonderful words.

You bring joy to every moment you touch,
The world always seeming to smile down at you.
With your laughter and songs and smiles and such,
How can I blame it? You make me smile too.
249 · Feb 2016
The Well of Loves
People tell me I must forget, that I must learn to move on.
They say that time heals all wounds, that I’ll forget someday.

I agree that time heals all wounds. Passing time certainly does numb and eventually cure almost all pain.
But to forget… Maybe that works for some. Maybe they forget. Or maybe they just lie about it and say that they have forgotten when really, in truth, they are like me. I can’t forget. Nor do I really want to.

Why would I want to forget all of the happy moments? Why would I wish to lose the incredible feelings of love and life and happiness that fill my memory with so much joy? Sure, they are accompanied by some pain, but to me the pain is well worth it. You are worth the pain.

You, who made these memories with me.
You, who eventually left my side.
You, whom I still hold in my heart.

I can’t forget you, any of you, and I don’t want to.
You all made me who I am in some way, contributed to the person I am becoming. Every decision I make, every step I take, every triumph along the way is lightly colored with your memory.

Thank you for that.
For making me a better person.
For teaching me lessons that needed to be learned.

The love we shared was beautiful, for each of you, different. No two loves, no two relationships even remotely the same.
I cling to the happy memories of us together. I hope you do too. They give me strength when I am sad because I know that if I felt that way once, I can feel that way again.

Perhaps time heals all wounds.
But to forget? No.
I cannot forget you. I cannot forget that I loved you.

And even still.
Even now.
Some part of me still does.

You are there in the depths of my heart like a well I can draw from.
The oldest of you deeper, more buried, but ever stronger for having been with me the longest.
Sometimes I’ll dip my hand into the well just to see what memories I can pull out, loving to remember you. I love to remember us, our love and worlds that we shared together.

Thank you for having been a part of my life. For that, I am forever grateful.
Thank you for making me who I am today.
Thank you for staying with me, in my well of memories.

Just know, that if I ever loved you,
Whether it was for a day,
A month,
A year,
A decade,
I still love you,
And I probably always will.
Remembering all of the good that came of the things that ended.
239 · Feb 2016
Of the Light and the Dark
…is what my name means.
I think it fitting, for me, so it seems.
I can never decide to which I belong.
Just as likely to commit right or wrong.
Perhaps I was predestined – I didn’t choose my name.
Someone must have known. Parents? God? The same.
Maybe my subconscious decided it should be so,
It heard my names meaning and let both sides grow.
Morality became fluid, bending at will.
Yet, who’s is a morality? Is yours mine? Is it still?
Why can’t I make up my own moral story,
On who’s authority does my conscience worry?
I think my morality is now all my own.
Yet for half of my actions, you beg I atone,
You pray I repent from what I think right,
Then laud my achievements round dinner each night.
I’m getting mixed signals, how can I be two?
Half of me perfect, half a false truth?
So it seems to me that the dark and the light,
Have split me even, half day and half night.
Half of me despicable, a monstrosity of lies,
Half of me perfect in your righteous eyes.
I need a connection, a passion, a choice to make,
I need to choose one or other – a single path to take.
The division is ripping, tearing me apart,
I feel joy in anger, hateful love in my heart.
With one decision, I’ll choose what I mean.
Of the Light and the Dark isn’t very fitting, it seems.
Having some fun looking up what different names mean.

Now that I re-read, sounds like the inner monologue of Kylo Ren.
238 · Sep 2014
Here Tonight
Just let me hold you,
Squeeze you tight.
I'll ease your fears,
Here tonight.

We can sit together,
Contemplating sin.
And when you tire,
I'll tuck you in.

If it rains,
And starts to thunder,
You'll ask me to stay,
So I'll climb under.

I'll pull you near,
And hold you close.
Whisper in your ear,
That I love you most.

You'll fall asleep,
Against my chest.
I'll hold your hand,
And watch you rest.

So let me hold you,
And squeeze you tight.
I want to love you,
Here tonight.
238 · Sep 2014
Blood is what they Wanted
I'll give you one last kiss,
But now I must go.
They will come soon,
I don't want you to know.

Your innocence steals me.
I'm leaving in the night.
My goodness remains,
With you in the moonlight.

I change, I revert,
When I cross the threshold.
Back to my ****** business,
I am death to behold.

I've wronged the wrong,
And they want me dead.
They won't stop,
Until I bathe in red.

Yet they don't know,
I am no longer the hunted.
Blood they will get.
Blood is what they wanted.
236 · Sep 2014
To Love
4/28/2013

I'm laying here remembering,
All the things I wanted to do.
And the realization is hitting me,
That those things weren't meant for you.

But still a part of me has those desires,
Those things on my bucket list.
The list of romance before I die,
The one I started after my first kiss.

Simple things like hide and seek,
Playing in the rain at the end of a week.
Or walking through the florists rows,
Stopping to smell every lily and rose.

To sit together in the mall,
Just watching the people, no words at all.
To go to the skate park across town,
Laugh about it when we fall down.

Don't come home till four a.m.
Parents worried, but reassured then.
Smile and nod to admonishment,
But never sorry for such a night spent.

Walks through the park with no reason,
Enjoying the life and leaves of the season.
Play with puppies like they were our own,
To pull you away with a smile and groan.

To wander on through the fair,
Loving everything without a care.
I throw the darts to pop balloons,
And win you a bear like some cartoon.

The late night Skype calls when we part,
Imagining the beating of your heart.
To bring you flowers because I can,
Grin at your suspicions of my plan.

To take you places to see random things,
And to kiss you softly above the springs.
Take you fishing just to watch you tire,
So that we can laze around by the fire.

The arrival of the storm and thunder,
Brings us out to enjoy the wonder.
Under blankets in the back of my truck,
Trying to see where the lightning struck.

And to the lake all summer long,
Singing our newest and favorite song.
The sun gives way to starry skies,
That bring us together like twisty ties.

To show you the loft up in the barn,
Then take a walk around the farm.
When dusk sets we find the hay,
Then watch the stars move as we lay.

These just a few on my fated list,
So many things I cannot describe.
I don't know that I like it now,
So unfulfilled inside.

I really doubt that I will complete,
All but a few of the above.
They all require one improbable thing:
Someone with which to love.
233 · Sep 2014
The best "Good night"
One by one they fall asleep,
While I am stuck in thoughts so deep.
The messages begin to slow,
As my phone loses its glow.

My friends slip off to their dreams,
To rest in peace, or so it seems.
Some bid me cheery good night,
Others still, just turn off the light.

Some leave with a winking face,
Others put little hearts in place.
A few actually call to say,
They had a nice time today.

But the best of them do not.
Just fall asleep, me in thought.
In return, they are on my mind,
As I lay awake, left behind.

They will rise with the sun,
And find a message, or more than one.
A continuation of the night before,
Or thoughts that I could hold no more.

They respond with their dream,
By now this is all routine.
With more of the night before,
Or with the words I so adore.

In turn, hours later, I awake.
Message waiting, prepared to make,
My morning instantly brighter,
And my sodden spirit so much lighter.

The best good nights don't occur,
Those the wishes I prefer.
They fall asleep with phone in hand,
Drifting off to Never Land.
233 · Dec 2014
She was
She was the sound in each drop of rain,
She was the reflection in my window pane.
She was the craze when I went insane,
She was the hurt beneath all my pain.
She was the cloud under which I'd lain,
She was the drug that flowed in each vein.
She was the the energy I couldn't contain,
She was the life that flooded my brain.
She was the loneliness in every wine stain,
She was the bullet from which I refrained.
She was the heartache I could not explain,
She was the blood that circled the drain.
She was the secret that I kept in vain.
She was the one thing that I couldn't train,
She was the poisonous, deadliest bane.

--But she was the reason I listened to the rain.

But she was the reason.

But she was.

**She was.
231 · Sep 2014
Nights Like Tonight
It's nights like tonight,
When I can't close my eyes,
That I walk outside,
And admire these skies.

I offer my prayer,
Aloft to the Lord.
Asking Him gently,
If He might afford.

The luxury of knowing,
The path I should take.
So I might be confident,
In not making a mistake.

Rarely do I wonder,
If my prayer is heard.
For it is my belief,
That disbelief is absurd.

Yet I can't help but doubt,
That the answer will be,
In a way I understand,
Or can even be seen.

So I look into oblivion,
This black infinity,
And I wonder and whisper:
What's the point of me?

Am I but a pawn,
In some giant game?
Is there a point to being,
Or was I born insane?

Does anything matter,
Anything at all?
Or is this just natural,
Men rise and men fall?

I feel there must be more,
Something waiting at the end.
Something calling out,
Begging me to transcend.

To see through the lies,
To find the deeper truth.
To answer the unanswerable,
And rise above my youth.

There must be something more,
Anything to give meaning.
I'll accept an honest lie,
If I could sleep this evening.

Is this normal,
To be so filled with doubt?
So conflicted and saddened,
Within and without?

These the questions,
I ask those billion lights,
On these lonely and cold,
Long sleepless nights.

Some nights I find,
My answer in the stars.
When it finally hits me:
That's all they are.

Nothing special at all,
Scientific anomalies.
Not made for wishing,
No source of fantasy.

Simply there and no more,
A billion all spread thin.
The infinite emptiness,
Crawls beneath my skin.

I have my answers,
Though not to my prayer.
But I am no wise man,
No ancient sooth-sayer.

I am but another man,
Mortal and moral.
Singular and without,
Only part of a plural.

I am without purpose,
No belief in the world.
I stand on the precipice,
My flag fallen unfurled.

My weakness is that I live,
For myself, just me.
It was the only way I had,
Of setting myself free.

Yet now, on these nights,
Under heavenly contemplation,
I regret my selfish ways,
And my human resignation.

If I am to be denied,
A higher understanding,
I then need a purpose,
To inspire commanding.

I need a focus,
A plural catalyst,
Anything to give meaning,
To why I exist.

Something to live for,
Some reason to hope.
Something to die for,
To narrow my scope.

And that is what happens,
Under these lonely skies.
On nights like tonight,
When I can't close my eyes.



This is how I feel. All the time.
230 · Sep 2014
Finish Mine
I write so many stanzas,
They fall right off the page.
Never bothering to read again,
Locked in forgotten cage.

I miss the days when my poems,
Would never go unfinished.
I miss the way you filled them in,
Your genius undiminished.

I loved the way you rhymed the twists,
Such crazy, lovely plots.
You held my sadness to the light,
Adding happy letters and dots.

The way your pen complimented,
And fit perfectly within mine.
Our words always flowed together,
Inspiration almost divine.

You took my broken writings,
Helped me make them something great.
You cheered me on through each line,
Never wanting for debate.
12/26/13


To me you were of magic,
Finishing my incomplete.
I wish you would rhyme for me,
Let our two writings meet.

I wish you would read again,
And find every verse I'm missing.
I wish that you were real,
I might as well, while I'm wishing.
229 · Feb 2016
This Could Be
You and me,
Just wait and see.
You'll never believe,
What we could be.

Our hearts align,
It's in the design.
I don't know yours,
But you know mine.

You may be scared,
But if you dare,
I can show you,
I truly cared.

Your beauty defies,
My very eyes.
Don't you blush,
I don't tell lies.

To hold your hand,
I won't demand.
Let's take it slow,
You're in command.

When it's right,
You'll feel the light.
That's when you know,
We will be alright.

It's you and me,
Just waiting to see,
What this love,
Might turn out to be.
228 · Sep 2014
Into the Dark
Would you follow me into the dark,
Prepared to trust as we embark?
Can you leave your past behind,
And keep an open mind?

Follow me down a new path,
Just so I can make you laugh?
I want to see you smile,
No matter if it takes a while.

I'll be patient, I'll be kind.
Someone like you is hard to find.
I can't say I'll never make,
But I promise I'll never be a mistake.

So will you let me set you free,
To be the perfection you can be?
I want to make dreams come true,
As long as those dreams belong to you.
226 · Sep 2014
This Could Be
You and me,
Just wait and see.
You'll never believe,
What we could be.

Our hearts align,
It's in the design.
I don't know yours,
But you know mine.

You might be scared,
But if you dare,
I can show you,
How much I care.

Your beauty defies,
My very eyes.
Don't you blush,
I don't tell lies.

I'll never demand,
To hold your hand.
Let's take it slow,
You're in command.

When it's right,
You'll feel that light.
That's when you know,
We will be alright.

It's you and me,
Just waiting to see,
What this love,
Might turn out to be.
215 · Sep 2014
Blue Skies
All my friends,
They're so **** depressed.
And I don't know why,
But it hurts in my chest.

They seem all to have lost,
The lively life that I admired.
They're never in that kind of mood,
The jokes that I so desired.

It seems as though their skies are grey,
While mine are blue and bright.
I smile and laugh and joke and sing,
But they frown in eternal night.

I miss the times when they would laugh,
And love life just as I do.
When their smile could brighten my day,
If I ever struggled through.

But now I seem to be surrounded,
By pessimistic depression.
Sometimes it seems that long ago,
We decided on a different direction.

At times I find it pulling me down,
This constant moody setting.
Sometimes I feel myself too drown,
Trapped within their netting.

I thought I knew their pain and sorrow,
But it seems now that is false.
I thought I'd been there, at that depth,
But mine seems a comparative waltz.

I've been down to the darker pits,
And I've pulled myself back up.
But never did I fall so far,
That I believed in giving up.

So now I stand here by myself,
Often feeling quite alone.
My skies are bright with fluffy clouds,
And it feels just like home.

But I miss my friends, they made it better,
And now I try to compare.
I try to be the cheery beacon,
That can raise them back to air.

I wish that they might talk again,
And find our lively conversation.
I'm once again giving of myself,
In this friendly dedication.

I don't blame them, I'm not mad,
I say it's not their fault.
But I'm finding it hard to find myself,
Under this sad assault.

But because I love them, every one,
I keep my smile overt.
As they say, the brightest smile,
Has felt the deepest hurt.

My only wish that they might find,
Some sort of joy in me.
That they might share my blue skies,
And finally be set free.
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