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Frannie Mar 2023
Isolated and crippled from the fear of being alone
No one to turn to, trapped by my feelings of of doing it all on my own.
Where can I find solace when my only ally is me?
How can I find comfort when I’m struggling to break free?
Surround by nothing but darkness, there’s nothingness all around
Drowning in my own echos with no one to absorb the sound.
Free me from myself for I am and completely lost in time
I’m trapped in who I used to be, I can’t adjust to this new paradigm.
The journey I’m on is mine alone, so I have to keep on this journey
No one to guide me, I’m doing this solo, I have to be my own attorney.  
Slowly growing and making some traction, but I have to keep on going
Redefining myself and who I can be but I love the way I’m growing.
mel Jan 2023
stretches of time
miles of missing

what does your voice
sound like, again?

you're not here
to answer all my
rhetorical thoughts

so i ask myself;
is this what
longing feels like?

there are still
parts of you

d r i f t i n g
  a  w  a  y

i try to catch them
on my better days
but the sun in my eyes
sets sparks to my soul
and the darkness
fades away
with you

and so i’m left


y e a r n i n g
r e a c h i n g

but for what?

•  •  •  •  

i find my breath
and i find myself

i breathe in
this moment


is all
i need

is all

Dave Robertson May 2021
GCTA shouldn’t spell your name
but I’m pretty sure you’ve hacked my DNA
so that a well-meaning scientist
seeking to cure my horrendous malady
with cutting edge gene therapy
would scratch their head
in finding your name writ so deep
Brittany Ann Jan 2021
Sometimes, I fear that the passing of time

will be the ruin of all that makes up of me.

I hope not to be the consequence of

destruction by distraction-

fading away within the fleeting of life.

Sometimes, I fear my

responsibilities becoming like a weapon

for involuntary manslaughter.

I do not want each day to erode my soul to dust.

All of what I am

becoming the ground beneath


I do not want hazy eyes in a dazed filled life,

each step I take almost simultaneously.

I do not wish the world to warp

my individuality.

I want to devote to my own

ideal of integrality.

And remember all of the

persistent passions

that have coursed relentlessly

through my veins,

morphing all that's evolved to me.
LannaEvolved Dec 2020
Undoing every punch
Lock my voice inside a dial tone of conflicting passions
Is it ok to cry?
or should I call?

It’s a curious thing when you let these buried phantoms master you

They reappear and sweep you up
into uncharted territories unknown

As you sit and stare at their ghost of a memory
Reflecting the dimensions of yourself
Smiling happily
knowing you have worked on yourself

Dissecting the luminosity of your youth
Naive innocence
Still there
No faded imagery or idea
too far away to be..
All is possible
in the mirror
of another world
or so it seems…
Frannie Jun 2020
I fold, I bend, I stretch
But I don’t break.

I chip, I crack, I flake
But I don’t crumble.

I press, I squash, I scrunch
But I don’t split.

rhionna Feb 2020
I see myself becoming a different person
for the better though it seems
anxiety covered thoughts are present
I'm nervous for this person
for what she'll be
I'll welcome her
as she is me
and I am she
more evolution
Mystic Ink Plus Jan 2020
I wonder
How did you claim
To know me?

Still you have to
Verify the existence
Get introduced to
My shadow
A silhouette of the soul

I search
For my self
Within myself
To know me
Genre: Abstract
Theme: Evolving
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