#circumstances
You got yourself,
into a chaotic, hot mess,
your mind is boggled,
You are in full distress,
You are all-over the place,
You Need to compress,
You need to wind down,
What you really need, is rest,
When you think it's all over,
Then you're like what's next??
Just put away your guilt and trauma,
Let go of your fears,
Let go of frustrations
That's held you down for years,
It is time to boss up,
though you grumble and fret,
Let go of the drama, and
get out of this
TRAINWRECK!!!!
B.R.
Date:.12/4/2025
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 10:39 PM UTC
Don't go wading
in dark waters,
for many
dangers are
hidden within,
murky, ***** and
contaminated,
AVOID
and
DO NOT GET IN.
Please be
WEARY AND CAUTIOUS,
for there are many
DANGERS UNSEEN,
WHATEVER
IS IN THAT WATER
IT IS VERY, FILTHY
AND UNCLEAN!!!
SO, AVOID
THESE
DARK WATERS,
and
DON'T BE
A BIG FOOL!!!
The TOXIACNTS
in the water
IS DEADLY,
and
WILL DEFINITELY
POISON YOU!!!!
B.R.
Date: 11/17/2025
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 9:46 PM UTC
It's just a SMALL HICCUP
If it bothers you then
Drink some water or
hold your BREATH,
Fix the ERROR,
after that
Just REST,
Don't let the SITUATION
bring you on DOWN,
Work with the GLITCHES and
then MANEUVER on AROUND.
It just a SMALL MISHAP and
it can be FIXED,
It not a BIG DEAL
So go on and HANDLE IT.
It's just a LITTLE HICCUP,
Don't get your
PANTIES in a BUNCH,
It'll work out SOMEHOW,
I'm just giving
you a HUNCH,
When things
GO SIDEWAYS,
or EVEN DOWNHILL,
There's just GOTTA
BE A WAY and
I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL!!!
When things are OFF and
CIRCUMSTANCES
CAN GET TOUGH,
JUST REMEMBER
there's a way and
THIS IS JUST A HICCUP!!!!
B.R.
Date: 12/15/2024
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 6:44 PM UTC
I killed a finche, I don't know why
But perhaps a finche was meant to die
Although his wings were grown to fly
Maybe wings don't always touch the sky
Jul 16, 2021
Jul 16, 2021 at 5:45 PM UTC
Almost my whole life
I’ve been writing
short simple lines for myself
I love all little beautiful things surrounding me.
Love to look and discover
all the beauty in nature
It makes me so happy.
I know there is so much going on in this world where we’re living in. Things that make you really sad!
But then I saw a documentary
today...
And all I can say
I can’t post a quote today.
Shell ✨🐚
Feb 6, 2021
Feb 6, 2021 at 2:49 PM UTC
Circumstances crushed hopes and new hopes rose from the ashes of burnt desires.
Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 10:24 AM UTC
Why do we expect everyone
To react to
Trauma,
Grief, and
Celebration
In the same way?
Each person is different
And so is each circumstance
So how can we expect the
Same reaction?
Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 10:50 AM UTC
It feels as I if
She is
is stabbed
By a
Knife from inside
That breaks
Her soul
Into pieces
Like a glass
Maybe
It's the taunts
Or the praises
Or the fear of being
Losing oneself
Too much
She
Was
Burried in
Thoughts of
Pain
Maybe of
Failure
Or
Of disgrace
It's just making
Her a puppet
Devoid
Of the control
Of herself
A soul
Shattered
Drastically
In the hands
Strange
Of circumstances .
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 12:54 PM UTC
When my lids are heavy I do write
For that is when creativity is at it’s hight!
When dreams run wild
And I am as free as a child!
When waking is hard to keep
And all others are asleep.
When the sun is down
And all is quite in the town
When the Moon is up
And I think about my screwups
When the night begins
And my mind spins
When my lids are heavy I do write
For that is when creativity is at it’s hight!
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 1:38 AM UTC
His name was Jim
He was a dandy
Her name was Kim
Trancendence candy
Held each other tight
Cherished is the night
Homeless, not loveless
© 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 11:47 PM UTC
On the train
On me
To exhale
To believe
For a change to come
For tomorrow
Waiting
Is dependent
On action
On Circumstances
Which one are you
Waiting
On
?
Jan 28, 2020
Jan 28, 2020 at 2:01 PM UTC
I already believe
You are the one
Now it's your turn
Oct 30, 2019
Oct 30, 2019 at 11:42 AM UTC
The moon speaks in glyphs
on the faces of young girls,
where miracles tear
at their souls,
rescue is nigh and
ignorance is bliss.
in the dead end of the red carpet
selling flowers hustling for gold.
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 5:16 PM UTC
Running through my mind, is you.
I want to tie you up, and stick duckt tape on your mouth.
Shut you up, stop accusing me.
Stop it, it's not my fault. It's not my fault.
My character is just a result of the circumstances I was in.
My feelings are a result of both our circumstances, and so are yours.
So why do I have to be the victim of all of this pain, this circumstantial pain?
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 10:19 AM UTC
how awe inspiring
a love derived from love
a love derived from fear
everything i ever felt
has led me to this wretched "here"
pull my hair like you pull my heartstrings
im sure we'll do just fine
everything i have ever known about you
has made me want to call you "mine"
you are strong in more ways than one
a lover has not needed to commit such felonies as me
"well... that was fun"
and
"i cant believe how long that took you to see"
rattling keys doused in ivory peace
lovely lovely souls masked by a need to feel first at least
at last
i have longed for a day of fulfillment
yet today i am met with nothing but turmoil
this hellbound love does not feel heavensent
but this day is the day in which i refuse to recoil
i would not be the same without you
R
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 12:19 AM UTC
Circumstance will never understand What
It
Has
Taken
From
Me
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC
fast as a blitzen comet,
this dashing prancer
contra dancer
(i.e. Rudolph nary hoof) didst zip
with cupid ditty toward his ***** wife,
who loosed a suppressed yip
asper one discovering remains of the day
from the donner
(newt the majority) party whip
ping her olive drab camouflage attire,
as if she hapt to be a vip
endlessly congratulating herself
(and bow wowing her ego) bing awarded
the housekeeping seal of approval,
and expected me to tip
her gore gee us Martha Stewart déclassé
snoop doggy dog rendition
as she did slip
agilely (with broom and dustpan in hand) rip
peat head lee uttering
an apropos Mary Poppins quip
booting muck can clear across to Compton
(wherever that might be) pip
pin like a cat on a hot tin roof,
where no cure existed to nip
in the bud at this stage,
and rid thine beloved Narberth bride,
who caught a bout clean destine
feverish frenzy to make house beautiful,
oblivious to beseeching despair,
sans this husband who cried
plaintively imploring divine intervention,
lest extreme heroic measures
need be taken, thus guide
me asap before her blistered hands
rubbed red as tender (vittles) raw hide,
which could find her catatonic, doggone
ill eagle lee flying a boot
like a bat out of hell, and stupefied
hence, this urgent message typed out in a huff
for less severe invasive
experimental treatment truly tried
on this, that, or some other missus so and so
.....please pardon this abrupt end,
plus initial idea wide
lee differing from my initial intent won
during how to write an elegy to mister son
describing, how aye felt enervated with run
hills of beaming solar rays, oh how none
synthetic drug to bathe,
enhance, suffuse away mon
day moody blues,
and now...gotta tend tummy ***
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
*where
you are
is not
who you
are.
— circumstances
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 7:29 PM UTC
Life is
As the sea with
Events, and matters, and
Times and circumstances that come
In waves...
Unless
We be flooded.
Overwhelmed by all that
Is heaped ‘pon us. And crushed by the
Vast tides.
He lets
Them come in waves
That we should not be swept
Into oblivion. What great
Mercy.
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 5:42 AM UTC