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Hey you,

You started off as someone
fun

As someone who could turn
the light of sun

packed inside this bowl of
Hope

And you'd string,
yes...

You'd string me along.

Hey you, again.

Just different form.

You look like someone who'd share that bone
With me

Who'd look at me and see the stars

But you only saw a mirror to your
false ideals

You narcissist who only thought
Of you and only you
alone

With all those chats, you never did
you never asked:
Who I was and why I was born

---

Oh!

Hey you...

You looked different?

You feel a little in between

You're like those other two (or three)

before...

But you still hold some scars
you tore
your heart ligaments
and you'll bring it back

But I can't be here
As you try to tie

it,

zip it,

lock it and unlock it

for the love I can

give
is so much more
Than you ever deserve

NOW or before

So, yes, I missed you dearly
Missed you last night.

Even whispered:
'What if I said it was
you... it was you I was
thinking of?'

Would you...

Drop your walls and let me in
Take me for what I can bring
And know that I will not be
Your remedy


Because I, too

am looking

for someone to bring that torch
for me.



So, I walked away and said adieu
Stopped looking, really



and in the not so far away tune

Someone called me


As I stand at that corner
Giddily getting my coffee


The voice was gentle
Even familiar

It felt like
HOME



And I knew...

I just knew.



Especially when he called me out and said,



"Hey, you!"
What motherhood is
rediscovering
your whole being

in these multiple foci of endless universes

Finding spots of
happiness
hidden amongst

These oblique moments of time

Learning that
salvation
is

Her

And within

Her

coarse form of courage
to take it

One step a day
Two breaths in
One slow, really slow out

And still
when she goes out

She'll do so brightly

With that genuine smile
Pat Villaceran Nov 2023
Everything I BUILD comes from the earth
Every creation's been CRAFTED with my hands
Thus everything I sow is  an ode to the HEAVENS
and I leave nothing but ashes on the GROUND
Pat Villaceran Aug 2022
Life's so big and beautiful

and bold

For you to get stuck
in this cave that holds

You

Caged in
Burdened
unable to move

Because the curtains were closed
and the windows barricaded
from light

But here's your
Omen
A message from
Your past lives

To open the door
The key's just there
Lying on the floor

Mat

Just like you did
When you were a child
Waiting to open
Christmas presents

Seeking the thrill,
the excitement of the new

Because yes, my dear,
Tomorrow's been waiting
for YOU.
Pat Villaceran Jul 2022
There was this
song

that says soulmates
were meant to know
each other before they even
meet

And I know
that moment came

When that sunlight hit

your face

One afternoon
that changed it all

The meaning of
forever

Remained
Pat Villaceran Jun 2022
When words don't have
The capacity to bleed
Out what you feel and
Inhale what you need

You begin to lose
The narrative, the why
The who, the detective

You play the ploy
Of mind and then
You cannot even move
The bed

You will stay still
You'll crumble down
Until no one else
Creates a sound
Pat Villaceran Jun 2022
Sometimes the fondness
Of what we feel inside
Can't fill the void
Tragedy tries to hide

For we seem to long
For suffering, masquerading
As if it's happiness
We seek

But the irony's what's
Funny, 'cause the turmoil
Boasts of self-righteous
Anger

Where it's always someone
Else who is
To blame

And it's always us who's
Done the sacrifices
For the game

It's all nothing
But neediness, preparing us
To be accepting of what we ultimately are

Savages.
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