#indecisiveness
Just a step away
But also leaps between
In just a night's thought
Or a morning's haste
We are found far away
Taken from where we used to be
Have we done this?
Or was it done to us?
We grew in it or raised it
The shapes of future
The hopes and dreams
Mixed into a sacrifice
Was it meant to be
Or were the pieces brought together
By our own faults and makeshift batches
The globe seems brighter
But it has a grey hue
Of what it used to be
Not sure wether the colours were brighter before
Not something worth remembering
But always finding it here and there
The hues of the past
The sunrise seems brighter here
Even with the clouds from the night
Are there hidden stars there?
As if we are always waiting for them to shine back to us
But it's only a moment's glimpse
From a previous night
Not meant to be today
I go back and thrown in the present again
A present I created
I'm thrown back and forward
Wanting both the same
I go to the past it's too much
And the future is too little
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 1:44 AM UTC
She sent the I L Y
with a quote unquote
How do I get so high
While I stay so low?
Know that I'll run out of time,
before I run out of hope
One last kiss her goodbye,
Can taste the lump in her throat
Her jacket's still down in my kitchen, she ain't ready to go
I try to lead her away
With all the words I don't say
My brain it wants her to go
My heart it wants her to stay
When I look in her eyes
Can tell she's feeling the same
Her face won't show her dismay
But she's got tears on display
Her heart is wired to her body but her face to her brain
pressure and motion okay
I'd cross an ocean for "hey"
All types of emotion morphing into foreplay
An olive branch in her mouth
as she's flying, my love
She's been my symbol of peace
So I've called her my Dove
I could never let go, no
her hand was my glove
I did so much that I'd die
but it was never enough
I try to lead her away
with all the words I don't say
My brain it wants her to go
my heart it wants her to stay
Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 12:57 AM UTC
There was once a man lost at the crossroads
who pondered which road to behold.
He hesitated to walk down a single path,
fearing how long the roads would last.
In his mind, he recalled the voice of a friend
who was willing to guide him to the end.
They said “There’s no need to go alone.
Whichever path you take, you’ll find your way home.”
With nothing to lose, the man took his stride
down a path he could take without too much pride.
Though he knows not his destination, he still walks,
knowing that there is light to guide him in the dark.
Whatever clouds may gather above,
he can be reassured that he is loved.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 6:14 PM UTC
Miserable I am, stucked.
My mind's wynds, entwined.
Inside burning, being indecisive.
Attempted to decipher, all in vain.
A maze unsolved; the unsaid pain
Perplexed **** thoughts' umbra
Darking in pursuit of seeking.
The more they amalgamate;
the more I Separate
Wretched. Same do all bear?
Distracted by despair;
I ended up nowhere.
Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 4:42 PM UTC
My indecision is deciding for me
I remain
Stuck in this place of purgatory
I remain
All dark with no light and sleep without rest
I remain
Both horns and halos but no devil or angel
I remain
Sailing from star to sea in celestial form adrift
I remain
Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 11:24 AM UTC
The sound of a knock
The ring of a clock,
Is what’s steady in my conscience.
I feel lost in time
My Key of logic, declined,
All I have is a key that reads nonsense.
I’m Not Verbal nor combative
Thoughts of myself, a tummy of laxatives,
I’m always alone I can’t lean on the fence.
One side was the sun but It comes with the rain, my side rains and pours but no light comes my way.
Wish I could be the tide, living is boring, I’ll just lay and I’ll sleep, I hope my heart will stop the snoring.
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 2:54 PM UTC
Without within who knows what
That the knot inside wants you to want?
Is it hard knock blunt force
Or a gentle heart?
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 7:59 AM UTC
This word of wander,
Not as easy to do
As it may be to ponder
One life full of dreams
Another filled with distraction,
Makes it hard to choose teams,
Without choosing destruction
Go where the money is?
And risk losing myself?
Or go with my heart,
My passion,
My desire,
And ask, ‘What if?’
But ‘What if?’ I will ask regardless...
Either path will leave me with wonders-
But which to follow?
If I go with one,
I may become hollow...
If I go with the other,
My bank account may be swallowed...
Can one do both?
Or does authenticity risk fading?
Distraction... Destruction...
Focus. Decide.
To try is to decide.
To know is to have done.
To love is to know.
Do I know what I love?
Do I know what I want?
Try. Decide. Focus.
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 3:11 PM UTC
I’m stuck between impatience and time moving too fast.
If only certain moments could hold off and last,
Yet let me be the first to set the record straight.
I know that, in the end, it will all be worth the wait.
I’m not here because I want to relive the past.
While times have been perfect, the idea is too vast:
To stay where you are, red, and not look for what’s ahead.
However, why is the future an idea i’m urged to dread?
While this time is exciting, and often inviting,
I see the circumstance filled with crying and spiting.
No, I’m not scared, or maybe I was.
I’ve learned that I can’t live that way, only because
I’ll suffer that way in this current time I’m in,
And living right now is already hard enough to begin.
I’m not here to sulk, i’m not here to brag.
I’m just impatiently enduring the drag
Of time, of now, wanting it to slow to yellow,
While I’m eager, insisting on life’s green light, “go.”
Time, a constant thing, still looks me in the face
To say, “you think you know it all, but I will set the pace”.
No matter the task, the toll, the race, I’m in it for the ride.
Meanwhile, I’ll tell my impatient indecisiveness that it’ll have to subside.
Maybe time is like traffic. “Do I gas it, or hit the breaks?”
Either way, I’m afraid of collisions, so that’s a risk I just won’t take.
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 1:46 AM UTC
I’m indecisive, I act indecisively but today,
I have decided not to fight people,
Have decided not to argue with people,
Have decided not to hate other people,
Have decided not to compete with them,
But I did be in despair, for I fear my weakness, i may be tempted to decide, but if I’m tempted to decide, i will decide not to decide.
I suffer from indecision but for now,
I have decided not to be jealousy,
Have decided not to be greedy,
Have decided to be selfish,
Have decided not to do all of that,
But I did be in despair, for I fear my weakness, i may be tempted to decide, but if I’m tempted to decide, i will decide not to decide.
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 4:02 PM UTC
*I don't do this much
It happens too often
Maybe i should hide
Or scape from my torments
I know you could be
The best of my memories
All i have from you
A perpetual hallucination
It is all i need
I don't seem to want it
I don't try to hard
Or do anything about it
Like a little kid
Want it back when you can't have it
I will not regret
Though change is an option
Maybe I should leave
But i found a solution
It's true thinking can be
Such a big torment
What we should all do
Is just live in the moment*
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 8:20 PM UTC
i can't decide if it's better
to embark on a new normal
or to live in a bubble
of dwindling, stolen moments
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 12:39 AM UTC
Forcing my heart to a decision that benefits us both..
Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 5:54 PM UTC
I long to travel,
but for a place to call my own.
I wish to find true love,
but for solidarity.
I dream of spontaneity,
but of stability.
Everyday, nostalgic,
but dreaming of tomorrow.
Praying for simplicity,
if not for contradiction.
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
Indecisiveness
enough as it is,
I stay in the confines of my comfort,
choices I begun to prolong.
Waiting for something
probably won’t come.
I walk back and forth,
And climbing ladders
- up and down,
an unchanging routine
draining the life-force
of my pretend smile.
Sluggishly the plot-holes
starts to appear
messing the careful laid-out script
I master to act.
Barriers starts to crack, little by little
I gather the courage
to put the imaginary duck-tape
to hold them together
a little while longer
until the final choice, is made sure
without fear and hesitation.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
Don't deflect my insecurities
Acknowledge them for they are real
Don't brush aside my inadequacies
I can't help the way I feel
Hugging myself close, searching for reassurance
Through tear-stained glass I grief strickenly see
Seemingly I've lost my tight-rope balance
Clambering up ever so desperately
May think I'm wilful
Because I often get consumed
Don't judge me unstable
Just dormant emotions exhumed
Place a palm against my chest
Between sobs, my heart beats strong
Laying my turbid mind to rest
As I whisper me the comfort that I long
Don't be afraid of me
I know I tend to get lost
Alone in my storm swept dinghy
Susceptible to the chills of frost
I can't control, I get carried away
With the dream I'm set to pursue
I can't curb or hold myself at bay
I'm weak because I haven't got a clue...
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 4:13 AM UTC
**** the way you say nonsense syllables because it makes me weak in the knees.
Your verbalization of a non-vernacular, space-filling, time-stealing thought
makes me melt like Popsicle Boy’s spine when he realized he couldn’t chase the lightning bug anymore.
You’re just two steps shy of blind in more ways than one, and your ribcage is such a terrible pillow.
Um.
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 11:39 PM UTC