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i’m scared
of
li(o)ving
Sometimes I'm able to break through the walls of my mind
And my fingers can just phase through the barriers
And for a fraction of a second
I am real again.
But then that moment is over,
And I am back to being caged inside my mind;
A prison I will never be able to escape.

I am trapped inside a world I don't understand
Forced to see through glazed eyes,
Forced to hear through muffled ears,
Forced to walk in a body that isn't my own.

My thoughts are no longer private.
Maybe they were once upon a time,
But that was long ago
And now I can't think freely
Because everyone can hear me.

I'm inside of a prison made of glass
Being watched
And mocked
At all times.
(I can't stop them.)

I'm a lone star in a never ending galaxy of stars.
My existence has no meaning
And meaning has no existence.

My senses have been stripped from me.
I live in a blur.
I'm confined.
I live in a blur.
I'm stuck in a cage.
I live in a blur.
I'm trapped inside a world I don't understand.

And no one is watching me,
But I'm still in a prison made of glass.
And no one can hear my thoughts,
But I still restrict them.
And I am a real human being,
But I still can't feel as so.
(I can't make it stop.)

(Please make it stop.)
out of place
out in space
my mind wonders
looking for something safe.
to hold onto
and cherish,
but I tend to stumble
and perish.
when fallen down
I'm filled with sound,
constant and booming
loud and looming.
once redirected
my head feels connected,
to the body I know
and my wisdom
I call home.
Friends?
I don't have any
Enemies?
Everyone
Why?
Nobody is perfect
Someone is going to hurt you
Lies
Gossip
Cheat
Or just leave you for good
Don't trust anyone
Not even yourself
Is this love?
Trying to pull each other in a wreckage,
Giving up,
Giving in,
Laying there,
Ready to die!

Is this love?
Allowing ourselves to be tossed around in this tornado,
Breaking up,
Making up,
Waking up,
Caught up!

Is this love?
Our hearts linked together by a single thread,
Lying,
Crying,
Fighting,
Not even trying!

Is this love?
Laying in our bed of broken promises and dreams,
Sad,
Hurt,
Crushed,
Lonely!
Sometimes our idea of love, isn't really love. But you need to step outside of the picture to be able to see it.
 Oct 2019 Sergio Gonzalez
Jule
Looking at how I’ve lived my life -
Sometimes it makes me sad.
Reflecting on each emotion -
I’ve felt and never had.
To define oneself by what they feel,
Can’t possibly make sense.
I swear you’ve felt these emotions too -
I can’t make up what’s in my head.
We long, we feel,
We hope for what’s real -
Will come around again.
So I can feel these emotions,
And know you do too -
At least that’s what they said.
 May 2019 Sergio Gonzalez
mel
your soul
is on fire
every loss
is a flicker
sparking new
Light in you

with galaxies
for wound-beds
your scars form
Cosmic Truth

your darkness
was made for
dancing and
your soul was
born to groove

never can you
fall off track
when every
path leads
back to you
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