cold winds gushing in
flashing lights and falling stars sad hearts driving far
idk if this is a haiku or what ***. i'm on the road rn and this suddenly popped into my mind.
A soft blue sky
Hidden behind velvet curtains of broken clouds Rows of sparrows, skylines, and street lamps Hummed songs and horizons And she's just another silhouette Standing beside a perfectly painted background of faux splendor.
Alliteration was, alas, never my forte.
If there is one thing of which I am sure, of which I know,
Is that if love suffers at all then it suffers alone.
Standing on bridges,
Feeling something I don't know how to explain. Seeing headlights, And taillights disappearing around curves. Hearing how the overpass sings to me Of hope and forgiveness, quiet contemplation. These conversations aren't working.
It's distressing to find out all my friends are strangers.
How long might this last before
The future now becomes my past? When old men's thoughts are wasted Because the love they never tasted Makes all of our lives splinter Like a tree in the mid winter And the cold frost comes to cover My heart that some how loves her I wish that I could tell you Of all my love that has befell you
Once again I feel like exploding
Tear it up before it lets me down Inside out and I never feel like trying I hate it more than you will ever need to know Borderline and thoughts written in margins It's not enough to get me through today Always thinking I haven't got enough time Hard to believe it's only a lifetime away
This is a poem I wrote in my first copy of The Catcher in the Rye, which I no longer have in my possession. Dug this up in an old conversation.
Oh I looked for something better,
but these lines; they were so bitter. I find that self-destruction is the latest trend on Twitter.
I spoke a word too soon it seems,
Expressing my pity and my doubt. Isn't it a pity that your pity Was your only way out? Your words still echo in my head So long after they were said. Well after all their meaning has been spent But they're still searching for a way out. Serpent tongued thieves Were sowing seeds of insecurity With their silver lined whispering. Painting silver all our self doubt
This sound is filling up my ears
Your eyes are flooding up with tears Our lives are weighing down with years But this place has always stood still here You always said these people jeer And make excuses year to year But I'll keep smiling ear to ear Because you're in this place, still here My head is playing out these fears I'm getting left out by my peers I'm seeing shadows in the mirror But you're always in my heart, dear It feels like I'm choking on this air Every time that you are near You turn around and you can't hear That I'm glad that you're still here So close your eyes, and I swear this won't be goodbye Good night Good bye We don't know what we don't know We're not reliant on the fallacy of tomorrow We're not reliant on, relying on tomorrow We're not reliant on, relying on, we're lying