#gonna
I love you to the edge of the galaxy and back, but it is never-ending.
you mean what the sun means to us,
you are beautiful, bright, and keep me alive.
you do tend to burn at times,
harsh, warm,
sometimes the pain is good, other times not.
i love you but sometimes i lose myself in that love.
sometimes i use it to barricade myself from reality,
and sometimes when you break that 4th wall i will spiral.
but i need to learn i must not depend on others,
it will bite me, soft gnaws become flesh-deep.
I cannot depend on you, and i must learn the hard way.
we will make mistakes,
and it is always a breath of fresh air,
a timestamp -- worldwide,
to a burn of realization.
i sought out reassurance,
where you weren't aware it was sought,
you tried your best, and i do not blame,
my tongue is best kept a bay,
for if i tried to express,
i'd dump, and bite, and scratch with each scathing word,
unintentionally tearing at our love, and i must resist,
because i love you.
i won you, i will learn to adjust
i tried to make intents clear,
that i did not take interest in that, i even cleared up at it,
and it did not work.
i was afraid to comment, out of fear you'd get mad,
you told me you wouldn't,
but you snapped earlier, you apologized of course,
but it planted a needle of doubt,
should i or should i not? pushing was too risky,
i do not walk eggshells around you,
but at times, past experience stares me down --
searingly, daringly,
'go ahead and test the waters.'
but i've seen where it gets me.
i try to ask, and attend, and help --
but you close yourself down,
"We tell each other EVERYTHING!"
is that so. .?
bit hypocritical, but boundaries are walls of white sheet,
one stain is ever-lasting, and i love you,
so i do not pry, and i stay attentive and careful.
it is very irritating, but i shall keep my tongue a bay,
or it will lash, and i shall not become one that i was before.
for i love you, hence i would never intentionally try,
to cut you open and dissect your dismays,
because i love you,
and because i'd never want to hurt you how i've hurt others.
i love you so much.
i hope to never ruin our relationship,
so i write here,
where i speak in words,
careful to depict,
but not enough to be direct.
i love you.
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 11:47 PM UTC
"Shit's gonna be okay It's gonna be alright No matter
How far down you are tomorrow's on your side"
It's gonna work out even when
The whole world is
Spitting it back in your face and feels like there's no
Guarantee-- it's gonna be just fine!
One day you're gonna get everything you've worked hard for.
Now just breathe and move through this moment
No one can tell you how to live your life
And no one can
Be a better you than you.
Each day is a new chance to try again. It's
Okay to not be okay sometimes! I'm here with
Kindness and love for the both of us!
Jun 16, 2022
Jun 16, 2022 at 5:38 PM UTC
I was so tired and frayed.
I wondered what moon you saw from that distant planet.
Outer space caused a great famine
Did you allow your lungs to love
An ounce of it if any, love.
Define our love in a sentimental mood.
A gravitational pull that holds my hand.
Exceptions where we let go to kiss the sun. We fall down around 12 to 1.
Coming back, warm in our commotion of fantasies. We spoke our mind telepathically.
You were so tired and frayed.
You wondered what moon I saw from that distant planet.
Outer space caused a great famine
Did I allow my lungs to love
An ounce of it if any, love?
Remember high tides in October? dressed up lovers, bittersweet contour? two mirrors colliding.
We became a downward spiral till we couldn’t call ‘us’ anymore.
No matter how much I see it, it’s just you and me but not the way it used to be.
We were so tired and frayed.
We wondered what moon we saw from that distant planet of ours.
Outer space caused a great famine in thought..
..The in-between which we could not meet made it hard.
We loved with every crevice of our body but with the last drop there was nothing to breathe from.
An ounce of it if any.
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 2:32 AM UTC
i’m the man who’s gonna wake up next to you
slipping away, a non-starter, her leg crosses over mine,
a right sided shakedown shackle, adhesion flesh as
tough as old yellowed scotch tape sticking stuck
no escaping, a known 6:00am risk when you sleep with
a pre-advertised holy roller, twist and turner woman,
making you into an unofficial woe-man (too)
left hand grabs the lamenting instrument, the beat up iPad,
to record your enslavement, a distraction from the bladder’s
faint morn winking at you with a Cheshire grin, muffling a
chuckle, at a predicament wonderful familiar, but unresolvable
this situation, a category of life’s small measure of annoyances,
invokes the wordy title, and a write-down list of pluses and minuses,
which I’ll spare which o’witch be the longer list
poems are where you find them, under your nose,
looking out a city bus window, but sometimes like flypaper,
they just come unasked and stick to you, the separating of the skin,
like a too tight bandaid, ain’t worth the pain and freedom gained
later, share this missive and her suggestion, she will prepare an
NDA (a non-disclosure agreement) or adopt other strategies like
pushing me out of the bed without warning when i am typing ,
to witch and to wit, reply,
ah!
another poem commissioned, and
*perhaps, name change too, needed,
making love in the morning*
12/14/19
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 1:40 PM UTC
You ****** me over one too many times...
I still care, but
I'm done waiting for something that's not gonna happen.
Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
Isn't it weird
She never gave you a second look
And you are running after her like crazy,
And I, who've always been by your side,
You don't care about what I feel for you.
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 11:09 AM UTC
"I hate you now as much as I will ever hate you."
Our fingers laced with strained prose and my blooming heart.
There's only so many ways to tell you this without us both realizing we might have not yet learned our lesson.
The truth is, there's no way for me to know how much this really hurts. I've cast myself numb to the touches of future lovers and to be honest I've said too many times that I would cast this out of my mind but, baby, if you loved me, would you leave me?
Could we bury this romance in a candlelight processional and a chorus of holy reverence, how long could we hold each other till our arms crumbled to dust under the six feet of people we once were?
Would our kisses turn to ash so close to new flames we might light?... could either of us stand the flames?
We'll be okay, I know in time this too shall fade but once, I had high hopes. Once I was left confused crying to a plane window and you couldn't tell me anything to ease the chaos in my mind. Why would you offer yourself to me like that if you didn't want me too?
I'm so stressed, pressing on for answers but, maybe there's nothing to find.
I'll move forward.
One day.
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 2:12 AM UTC
Within womb universe’s birth
nebulous placenta housed
seeds of life and white lily
billions of years in future
mid-wifery lady Madonna i.e. Gaia
twill abort... cancel... fail
cosmic amniotic fluid infinitesimal kernel
unknowingly intimated mother earth
giver of extant flora and fauna
unleashed after big bang cosmic explosion
galactic matter ala Jackson Pollack
across void
impregnating fecund celestial field
embryonic entities
germinating gamut multifarious
floral fauna spectrum
primordial soupy miasma
evolving millennial timeframe
distinct organisms **** sapiens
master exploiter oblate spheroid
usurped emiment domain
epitomized goddess of fertility
silent ovation humanity
predecessors ovulated
promulgating tentatively robust
quite pathological population
within clustered cloistered
substantial redoubts
mollycoddled, nursed
swaddled by ancestral
gracias moma mia
figures, whose maternal role
guarded vulnerable progeny,
outfoxing invisible World Wide Web
building inexorably linked network
indomitable strength
against wild things
guaranteeing subsequent generations
flourishing webbed unbridled success
prompted contemporary bipedal hominid
chance genetic dice throw
origin of species weathering travails
horrendous maternal sacrifices
inducing acknowledgement
unknown female forebears!
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
I see you everyday
I can hear my heart beat fast
I can tell i'm smiling when I saw you
I can tell when I feel hurt because your with her
I blush red when your near
I lought when your name pops up
I wish you saw how I felt about you
I wish you...could see that we could be more then friends
But your with her
And you look happy
You look like she is everyhting
You look at her, like she is the only thing in the world
Like it's just you and her and no one else
Maybe that could be me and you
But.....You blong with her
And I know that
She is everything
That I will never be
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 11:22 AM UTC
The world always seems to leave me speechless
I don't understand, the things that you needed
Can we trust what they're showing on TV
If reality's a lie
So drag me back to the classics, I think
I need something for this ache
So take me back to yesterday
Today's one day too late
When I don't trust the words of the ones that hold me close
Its getting close enough to be a threat, I think
The air you expel leaves me so **** breathless
With all of this time, I expected advances
So tear down with disregard
There is nothing for me to hide
I wish I could read in a mix of context
Believe you me, this isn't a contest
Tear down this disregard
I've been running short on time
You keep running once you hit the ground
I'm barely here, but you keep screaming at me
Or at least, what used to be
You're late to the party being burnt down in your name
I'm leaving footsteps in the ashes
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
Early morning drink with ice, of course. I always felt so lost.
In my mind was dark, my soul was crushed and my life was built on pretending.
I smiled, I laughed a lot.
No one knew my heart was in a knot. My body was numb, My thoughts were evil. I tried to break through all that I was going through. Could this all be so true? Was I losing myself, ...it was all something I was new to.
Nothing I was use to.
The pain , frustration and anger.
I didn't wanna talk, some days I didn't wanna get up ... Everything was a fuss.
I had to figure out what was wrong, the depression I couldn't take ..I knew it would take over one day ...Will I ever be okay !?
Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
Every passing moment
Caught staring at the blissful sky
Decorating the ceiling
Awash in the glow
Of light that hides away just out of frame
It's been burning low
Thoughts of my life still beckon, as the world takes a somber tone
But the timing is right, pulled in this effortless misdirection
It's numbing
Found myself here
Why isn't that enough...
A gilded cage. Maybe
I guess
I'd rather let the summer air drench the weathered wood
Another recessed cycle, all timeless til its over
Lie here lifeless
With nothing left to fight
Only time
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 11:44 PM UTC
The little smile you give to me,
When I give you mine:
It's kind of like conspiracy,
Shared in our two minds.
The little giggle that you let fly,
When I let mine fly, too:
It's like laughing gas
Has come to pass
Between us: me and you.
You know what's coming,
And so do I.
No reason to try and hide it.
The smile grows into a grin,
No trace of guile inside it.
Defensively, you try to cover
Everywhere you can,
But you're helpless and you know it,
You can't hide from Daddy's hands!
A squeal of laughter breaks the still:
Anticipation let go in a voice so shrill.
The giggle becomes a full-force gale.
Were both laughing now:
A full-force wail!
Let's play a game,
We'll start from the top,
Just like it's something new.
We'll call this game
"Son and Pop,"
Or maybe just,
"Gonna Get You!"
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 11:36 PM UTC
The darkest of days can have the brightest of nights,
if you look towards the stars and reflect on your life.
The loves that you've grown and the joys that they bloom.
Hugging your mother, and feeling safe like the womb.
The adventures of youth, oh so simple and blissful.
And the first week of spring, hearing singing birds whistle.
The landscape of time with it's summits and peaks,
is ripe for exploring 'til the heart cannot speak.
Times may seem dark but look straight ahead.
'Cause things will get brighter once this day is dead
Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
i met karl denke once
had *** with him too
i met him on myspace,
he was the jealous type
and i loved it,
totally made me feel pretty
i met him in person
his mom called and asked him
who was over and if it was anyone important
he said no
i overheard the whole thing,
but karl made sure that i heard it
because he told me his mom had asked him if
i was his new girlfriend
and that he had said no.
then karl told me that he didn't owe me anything.
he also told me i was too tall,
he was used to shorter woman
"a lot shorter", he said
then another girl called,
he looked at the caller id
and said, "uh oh, i can't take this call now,
i'll call her back later"
karl didn't show me his city,
he kept me in his tiny apartment
it was a bachelor's he said
his refrigerator was very *****
when i got home
karl dumped me
because i asked him if he missed me
after i asked him that
he said:
"that's it, we're through"
he dumped me online
as i was listening to an mp3 file
he had just sent me via yahoo instant messenger
the song was "American Woman"
by the Guess Who,
a canadian rock band, formed in winnipeg in 1965
karl had planned the whole thing,
probably around the time he saw
my body wasn't built for reverse cowgirl
about a year after karl dumped
my american kardashian sized ***
we spoke on the phone about all his new girlfriends.
karl told me my writing was too angry.
karl is doing really good these days,
he posts book reviews on goodreads.com
about books that i think are popular fiction
but am not sure, since i have never heard of them
and almost never read popular fiction.
karl doesn't care if you like his reviews or not.
his mom posted a picture of him and his latest girlfriend,
who will maybe soon be his wife if she isn't already.
she is a lot shorter, and probably isn't american
so she is good enough for him.
can't wait until karl hangs himself.
i hope his mom posts a picture of that
on her facebook page.
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 5:21 AM UTC
bean hollow
Bean hollow
Thank you thee
For all the fantastic memories
From post fairy store dates
to when I grew up and had adventures
At your front doorstep
Thanks bean hollow
For the times that we shared
Not only with Tomás
But for my other friends and yeah
I appreciate you
And love everything too
Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 3:20 AM UTC
*Where dark clouds loom, eerily passing vile
Peek through and see the light
Radiating tenderly, it'll bring you a small smile
Everything will be alright*
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 3:56 PM UTC
The anger in them rises
cause they’ve lost their inner Light;
gone are their chances for Love;
so they rail against the night…
without an understanding.
When blinded by defeat’s grief,
they lash out with their hatred.
Jealous of your victory,
their vitriol is blood red-
stuck in misunderstanding.
Serve Christ and His Kingdom, while
covered with His holiness;
please Him during Life’s routines;
shine brightly with Righteousness.
Live your Life with Faith’s branding.
Wear holy armor each day;
let your joy attract the lost;
revel in Faith’s contentment;
remain grateful for The Cross
and show Love’s understanding!
When you really consider it,
there’s no reason for a debate;
Love doesn’t justify itself,
seeing that… haters gonna hate!
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Author notes
Inspired by:
Prov 9:7-12; 1 Tim 6:6
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 4:17 PM UTC