#humbled
deadened conscience
inner voice shut out
now your alone
there is only one way back
shouting expletives
sacking those around
hiring new help
who do not fully comprehend 'you' yet.
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 9:44 AM UTC
Walk with me.
Bring me the light
Walk with me
Giving me life
Though the storm
Hold my hand
Give me strength
Being a friend
Feeling alive
Eternal and wise
Heaven has spoke to me
Constantly
You’ve set me free
Thank you Lord
For this opportunity.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 5:13 PM UTC
Have you ever been wrong?
I was wrong.
Ugly, smugly wrong.
Psephologically wrong.
Hit the iceberg,
smoking’s good for you,
the treaty of Versailles,
left on red,
Copernicus, Aristotle, Custer,
wrong.
I’m not claiming an excuse,
wrong.
It wasn’t you,
it was me,
wrong.
Just fricking
kiss a frog
wrong.
Wrong all along,
wrong about the world,
reevaluate me wrong,
wrong, wrong, wrong.
I can admit I was wrong.
Can you forgive me,
can I forgive me,
wrong
.
.
Songs for this:
Waters of March by John Roseboro & Mei Semones
Stabilise by Nilüfer Yanya
Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 6:06 AM UTC
I’ve come to the conclusion my blood is dedicated to frigid misconception
The force with which it moves under my skin slow and blinding
It knows best I suppose
Less words means more things considered when evoking vicious vapid smiles
Still, why the urge to humble me?
Jun 29, 2024
Jun 29, 2024 at 12:18 AM UTC
"Give me the strength to live one day,
as if it summarized the entirety of my life".
Sep 20, 2021
Sep 20, 2021 at 7:14 AM UTC
Shallow breathing
where my lungs reside
Hollow soul
speaks from deep inside
Heavy yearning
as these feelings subside.
Sep 11, 2020
Sep 11, 2020 at 4:31 PM UTC
The acne breakout was too much to bear
Pain and disgust at self filled my thoughts.
Stood by the fruits aisle
need to get on a fruit diet, so.
Picked each kind
like an elegant queen.
I'm on a fruit diet you see.
Then, he came.
I sensed his heat and turned to look.
Worn down shirt, torn down pants
dusty feet, trembling hands.
Picked one pear and paced away.
Just a pear
I saw the emptiness in me
Quietly left the aisle in shame.
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 12:47 AM UTC
Silently humbled by birth
Too late to care in such positions
Both paused in bumbling notions of joy and despair
Times condition gapes and separates
Layers merge
Control lost, costs constructed
Impacted foresight of what might
Tight lines blind
All answers are finite
To suggest anything less
incrementally raises discrepancies
We do not falsify intentions
When mentioned only give to thyself what is true
Where we see the other in you
In what could be
Is and was
Nothing exist but her
Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 2:00 PM UTC
I walked to the edge to evaluate my existence and in my hubris I believed i was reaching the firmament and beyond.
Instead the sky was falling and with it the stars. Within my eyes you can follow their decent to the unknown depths of my heart.
©
Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
I beheld the arms of a fallen babe
it's lifeless breath
inches in this world
and the air has given way
to their undeveloped lungs..
a precious soul
never to know
the sun's skin
as it kisses and darkens,
tints and caresses
gone too soon
never to know of
their mother & father
I beheld a fallen babe
lifeless in my arms
leaving a mother to know
the sorrow
of missing their
..first born..
Shalom
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 11:41 PM UTC
Woman,
I know it is
killing you -
the quiet -
because it is
killing me, too.
The moment
you told me that
we were through,
I got lost,
and now it's all that
I can do -
to be humbled
by the thought
of loving you -
to be angry
at what I thought I
needed to do -
to be happy
with being just one,
no longer two.
Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 3:44 AM UTC
The importance of our proper
attitude can’t be overstated;
are we, blessed children or a
sad bunch of spectral paupers,
unable to see our identity in
Christ? Do we understand, what
it means to be… humbled? Are
we, naively carrying our sins,
to justify our sense of guilt?
Are we willing to repent and
turn away from our wickedness?
Or do we prefer the soft silt
of Death… to cover our bones?
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 5:54 AM UTC
To move with grace
Would be my wish
To live life by grace
Would be a forsaken place
I follow close to seek
Out this place
To lie my broken spirit
but not my final resting place
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 2:09 PM UTC
I am humbled by the rain
The way it mingles and manages
With every tree
And pocket between leaves.
I am honored
To be collected and covered
With each available drop
As I make my way outside.
I am humbled.
I am honored.
I am wet.
Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
To know that someone
Listens to my open heart
Breathes life in my day
Thank you!
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 1:29 AM UTC
He said that he wasn't good enough for me, and I think that's what set me over the top. Because all my life I have never been good enough for anyone: friends, parents, boys, anyone. And finally I had met someone who I thought didn't take me for granted. Someone who I believed loved me. I thought that he honestly believed he wasn't good enough, which in turn made him the perfect fit. But I was wrong. What he was really saying was that I didn't deserve what he was giving me. I didn't deserve being walked all over, the lies, the secrets. I think he was genuinely saying that I deserved better then what he was ever going to offer me. And after five months I still don't know what to do with that.
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 2:38 AM UTC
we speak of thought
and carry the night
but inside our hearts
we bury the life
oh dear ego,
you run away so easy
i can't rely on you anymore
you deserve no place in chest
cause you lift me so high
then flee when i'm destroyed
.
.but at the end of the day
we'll fight to keep sane
in this colored world
i'm humbled
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
Love is like a bottle with
the lid ******* to tight.
Try so hard to twist
and pry it open
but it spills all over and
then it feels like a glass half full
and a waste of -
Love is like a weird transition,
never know when it's coming, but
when it does, it just feels right.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 12:24 AM UTC