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serendipity Aug 2017
Brittle, hopeless, pathetic is the word really.
No hopes and no aspirations left.
I try to look like all the rest.
With a proud rising and falling of my chest.
I know the jokes on me.
Who do I think I'm kidding?
Hiding behind painful smiles
One cannot escape reality.
And mine is, well, laughable.
At the very least I know why I bother
Why I atleast pretend to breathe.
I couldn't bare to be another burden
Another tear upon another cheek.
So I sit, chest crushed by my own knees.
Holding myself together piece by piece.
I swear this life will be the death of me.
Or worse turn out everlastingly.
Forced to face the raw, naked parts of me.
Ever searching for one redeeming quality.

That is not ever to be found.
serendipity Aug 2017
Tall and arrogant you stand
Atleast that's what I hear
For I see naught but a man trying to keep his head above the daunting waters
To afraid for his life to dwell on what other swimmers think

Loud and obnoxious you rant
Atleast that's what they see
However ringing in my ears
I hear the broken melody of a voice long forgotten
With many cautions to speak
Too focused on the demons signing in his ears to mind any other tunes

To hate a withering soul you cannot see
Understand words your soul dare not speak
Oh what a tragedy
Fear not the unknowns of this world
Hate not the heart that seems too bitter
It may one day be the one to bring you peace

Seek knowledge in the footsteps of a man full of mistakes
Search for truth is the lies bedded in the eyes of snakes
Let them enlighten you, bring might to you
Bring out the good willed fight in you
Fight to nurture the souls of those looked past
Bring acceptance to every day until your last

You are worth only what you can bring to this life
serendipity Aug 2017
I liken your treatment of me,
To that of a marble sculpture,
Chipped away incessantly.
Like waves beating the sea,
Wind trashing the trees.
With your rash words swinging
On that hatchet of a tongue
Careless to the damage you were bringing
Unsatisfied by tears I cried
Head laying heavy pillowed
On your twisted lies.
You broke the pieces of the pieces of me.
Leaving me with a dust of love
That was just enough
To conjour, to muster up
The strength to leave
With whatever I could sweep up of me.
But I must say I see
With every sunset passing me
I look more and more like a beautiful disaster.
serendipity Aug 2017
I am a few decisions
In a world of choices
And one single eventuality
serendipity Aug 2017
Like the cries of a burning tree branch,
It's agony in knowing it can be called a home no longer
The frantic flutters of the devastated birds wings,
Patting down the bark set ablaze, each swipe a little stronger
Like hopes sprung high in a child's eyes
As he walks into a candy store
A mother's loving looks, watching him smile with his treasure skipping out the door
Each soul in this ever changing world
With its own piece to say
Even if it's ever changing
Effected by circumstance, day by day
If we'd only take the time to listen
Oh the melodies the wind can play
The wise old words the waves can say
serendipity Aug 2017
Land **'
And a fisherman's dream
He's eternally been to me
Ever wading, waiting
On horizons I cannot reach
The serene beam
Lighting my dreams
My hearts home
My Land **'
serendipity Jul 2017
A subtle salty taste to the tongue
There's nothing sweeter than a hard working man getting the job done.
Eyes yearning and burning to change the world
There are only quite so many words

To describe this kind of passion
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