#dispair
What hope is left to be found?
This world is quick sand-
Be quick oh man;
Come up with a poetic plan
Something substantial, unsubstituteable-
Their words will always fold,
This world is getting cold;
What truly sticks around?
Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 6:30 PM UTC
(The photograph below represents the results of a Landslide.)
Or does it?
All I see is houses,
Covered in rock.
Did they photograph just those places,
Or did they make sure to get pictures of their faces?
Mortally despaired as the dust settles in the air,
As they watch their life crumble down,
With have no power to stop it.
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 1:41 PM UTC
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May 19, 2022
May 19, 2022 at 3:15 AM UTC
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May 18, 2022
May 18, 2022 at 11:11 AM UTC
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May 18, 2022
May 18, 2022 at 11:09 AM UTC
The thorns in my side
I try so hard to hide
with humor, cleverness, even kindness
but after so long they are well-planted
like seeds theyβve taken root.
I am a man full of grace and gratitude
even changes in attitude
I float on great waves
in my wooden dinghy
precarious atop mighty waters
and angels visit
take me into smooth azure lagoons
where I reside in peace
even serenity from time to time.
I weep in great sadness
occasional fits of despair
drowning there
I swim up to gulp for air
leap and glide into the light
breathe mercy in my flight
pray for courage and gumption
but discover
I cannot stay afloat alone
so with abandon I dive
into bright souls whose hands and hearts
reach down to rescue me.
Some of them are thorn people too
battered, broken, and rugged
whoβve found the courage to change
the things they could.
I guess these thorns are there
to make me come up for air
to give me the zephyr of humility
the certainty of a love
that save me.
Sep 6, 2021
Sep 6, 2021 at 1:23 PM UTC
Living with your depression
in that sphere of despair
is like gasping for air
becoming the dark poolβs possession.
Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 9:20 AM UTC
The deep, dark pit
holds me tight,
Though my arms fight
with all my might.
Its pitchy blackness
filled with gloom,
Every hour
spreading doom.
On and on, I try to flee,
knowing well its not to be.
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 7:24 PM UTC
Strings tied
Fates collide
Crashing into oblivion
Destined to intertwine
Where they cross
Is easy to see
But where they end
That's hard to know
Never forget
The happier times
Cause if they break
That's all that is left
Soon we will know
What fate has in store
For the future is bleak
And that's clear to see
So if you ever
Find yourself wondering
Just remember the happy
And you will find your path
But stray too far
You will end up falling
Deep within
the rabbit hole
For you see
That is where
My mind
Has traveled
Deep down the hole
Where the light rarely shines
The darkness takes hold
And all that's left is gloom
Gloom sorrow and fear
Despair anguish and misery
These run rampant
Amongst the darkness
So be prepared
For when you do fall
It is not an easy climb
Back to where happiness shines
Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019 at 6:03 AM UTC
In this less than
a few rungs below
my idea of a perfect year,
in this off-cut cast-off
and near redundant cluster
of never quite within my grasps,
in this now,
but not yet of a year
I found a light
high in your smile,
a familiar chime
deep in your laugh,
a welcome rest
on the cusp
of our brief touch
and I found hope.
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 6:18 AM UTC
The moon reflect your silhouette in the night sky
Why?
Are you haunting me, I feel I could cry
Heartbroken,
You left me to die
I plead, no beg of you,
please leave my mind
You still a part of me
In my soul you reside,
I can no longer cry
Someone please save me!
Whyβd you leave me behind
God you should have taken me instead
In her place I would have died
Please help me!
This misplaced rage I canβt hideβ¦.
Loneliness is killing me
I canβt go on, itβs with you I should be
We for eternity, is a promise we share
Slit wrist,
Wait for me my love
Iβll be right there.
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 1:31 PM UTC
Tears flow like the river Nile enraged
Mournful embraces as the joining feeling of a future lost unites a weakened family
A mother inconsolable, treads thru meaningful memories as the smile of her lost child still freshly haunts her
A fathers rage distorted, hopelessly punches walls as the embrace of a perfect daughter still freshly lingers
A Family horrifically shaken, as even the stars sheds their mournful tears
Why?
A question tread milling through broken down spirits and scarred souls
A eternally loved daughterβs memory
drowning in uncontrollable tears
Tear stained prayer reaching out with a healing hand
as reluctant sorrow pursues a numbing soul
Mournful embrace, the only solace in a wicked lifeβs tragedy
A promising future, with love in abundance lost in a sorrowful abyss
A life unnecessary lost........
not only the loss of one fragile soul
Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 3:22 PM UTC
I had three
Now I have one
I had Happiness, Faith and Love
Now I only have one
To which it added Sadness
What should I do with one and the Sadness?
I don't quite know
So I feel disoriented
I travel in the darkness
But the one in my chest pocket
It's there
And I feel the other two, that they are not there
Yes two is bigger than one
But the one it's still there
I think I should seek the light
And enjoy the one
And stop wondering
How would it be, with the other two as well
I should tell Sadness,
She could visit, but she can not stay
As I still have the one
And I'll do my best
To make memories with the one I have
As life is short and weird
I would not let Sadness,
Or Dispair,or Fear,
Take control of it
I will try my best
To be thankful I have the one
And even if I always miss the two
I will keep wearing the shirt
With the pocket at my chest
Where is plenty of room for them, too
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 12:22 AM UTC
I wish I felt like you really loved me.
I feel like you want to see me when you donβt have a better option.
I feel like you have a secret life that you donβt want to share with me.
I feel like you donβt care whether I stay or leave.
I feel like you are not attracted to me.
I feel like Iβm doing everything to try to make this a βrealβ relationship.
I feel like you donβt have respect for me.
I feel like you are embarrassed to be seen with me.
I feel like Iβm nothing special or different than the hundred relationships before me.
I feel needy and unwanted.
I feel like you donβt want to touch me.
I feel like you wish I would just be happy with a relationship on your terms and not have other needs.
I feel like all Iβm going to get from sharing my feelings is the response, βsmhβ or "this again" so I keep it to myself.
I feel like you donβt really care about how I feel.
I feel like Iβm almost done.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 2:55 AM UTC
I didnt think i would expose a poem,
or even,
conjour the courage to knit a cape out of my addiction...
This is me settling my habits with cigarettes to rest.
I ditch the nicotine and tobacco and cigarette paper,
and although the thought of this triumph is enriching,
Right now my spirit is pale, and stale of vigor,
The livliehood of a single puff,
could heal all pain of the moment,
until yet again,
time takes its toll,
Frozen I feel,
stuck and bewildered having my crutches
swept from the vice grips of my hands,
and now,
I am to stand on my own two,
with the will of my own my mind and my own heart.
Gravity is heavier here,
as if landing on planet Jupiter
Alien! Indeed is the feeling I feel, feeling, I fall...
Rugged and ruined under rain,
daggered with bows
and blind groping over braille,
Who knew victory could feel so grave, ill?
so grim and muggy and moody and mundane.
The greatest dynasties fell to dust,
and yet God doesnt even show a face familiar to man,
but is felt with the grace of a feather,
behold a blooming forever,
Clandestine, a boon worthwhile...
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
Hope /
Dangles from a string /
Off a cliff /
And it's dangerous /
So I kick the ****** off /
Die, die, die /
It won't
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 3:24 PM UTC
Jealous of the sea.
He was always jealous of the ocean,
How could he write songs like the waves?
The timpani drums on the breaking tide,
Crescendos written on corral staves.
Harmonizing whistles from a shoreline quartet,
And the gentle reeds blow a soft minor key.
How could he ever write songs like the ocean,
How could he ever compose like the sea.
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
Succulent hate and misconceived trees of sorrow,
living under the devils tombstone of love,
rattling my subsequent bones of decay,
on my knees begging to be saved,
witnessing cains ******
whipping gods eyes,
throw the feedbag on the horses face,
gorging the lies,
galaxies spark strange atomic waste,
suffocating the creator,
starving the witch,
branding the third eye,
searing flesh of goblins
distorted cries,
screams of freedom,
screeching violins play in Lucifers den,
ancient prognosticated scriptures of evil tribes,
frivolous hope crushed again by temptation,
reaching for the forbidden fruit,
love always just out of my grasp,
laughing and mocking my desperate tries,
my crippled desire burns to death right in front of my eyes,
helpless crushing weight from the chains of despair,
cage my raging savage endearments,
destroy me, my tortured love
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 8:21 PM UTC
Shakespeare said
To die- to sleep-
But sleep without a morningβs light
Hamlet said
He fears the dreams-
But dreams are what makes the night
And he spoke of
Wrongs, and suffering,
But wrongs without their right
And though Hamlet despaired,
And refused to go on,
Our joy is not out of our sight
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
We all need it at some point
We always need to believe in it somewhere along the road
It is here to help us move along
It is like that person who stays behind to help you up
But there is no person
It is just you
Keep it in your heart
Keep it safe
Don't let it be corrupted or corrupt you.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
Loving yourself
Β Β Β Β Is not
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β An option
Right?
Because itβs easy
To hide behind someoneβs shadow.
To blame yourself
And blend in.
Was despair so heavy it broke your legs?
Is hope a faulty crutch?
Just like the βfriendsβ
That are a thin plastic net?
Did the hurt make you lose your voice?
In the silence
Did they take your strength
Because it was easy?
So stand up with your broken leg
And limp out of their shadow.
Let your screams be the voice
That separates you from the crowd
Because you are strong ,
Worth loving
Β Β And...
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β your NOT leaving.
Because Life is worth living
So keep breathing
Even when itβs not easy
-M.O.I
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 7:18 AM UTC