#insperation
I walked through this world with my arms open wide
Challenging
Trusting the signs
They had a lesson
Sharp and uncouth
Forget about Wisdom
Forget about the truth
I was bit by a dog
A dog with a rabid tooth
I blame the whole **** thing on my youth
My arms open wide I’ll tell you the truth
Lessons are learned through shadow and will
They’re not always gentle
They’re not always still
But in this moment, not in the right frame of mind
It wasn’t about the dog or the bite
But the fever that came
The broken skin
the head hanging shame
The excruciating pain
I found solace in the moment
Still Feeling naïve
Even the truest of true can be deceived
In that moment, as I watch myself bleed
The lesson became as clear as clear could be
Wisdom and truth are earned
Through blood sweat and pain
By showing up paying attention and playing the game
Always remember A rabid dog can be tamed
Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 11:40 AM UTC
You were my dusk
to my horizon.
As somewhere we were either
rising above
or
s
i
n
k
i
n
g
below.
Hues at dusk kissed the luminosity
clinging to the last vestiges
that were kisses sent
as a parting gift of crimson lipstick
shades upon the atmosphere.
Horizons would be a breath of fresh air,
or downpours of emotion.
I could either be a fresh breeze of inspiration
on a new day.
Or missing you, a deluge of seasonal
falling..
But you always managed to lift me up
no matter the day...
You made me look at what life was,
and to always shine upon the moments
that help me rise higher everyday,
for the
eternity of us...
Feb 8, 2020
Feb 8, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
I drank way to much vocabulary
before my eager eyes needed to
dilute the intake of my surroundings.
Into slumbered inspired visions,
that would play on my thoughts repetitively,
like a cracked analogue song skipping.
But still I awake in darkness, needing
to release the effluence of what was
indulged upon earlier. That visage a
delusion of slide show moments.
I felt the bed its wet,
I didn't make it in time.
Blind verses wet on the sheets, my hand
was in it, I gag... And then see that its
a mirage of what was drunk upon.
It had to come out at some time.
But 3am couldn't I control my expulsion.
Instead I sit here in sodden verse.
As I wash my sheets, not the first time or
the last. I take heed.. not to drink so much
before I go to bed, because white sheets are
now grey. So many words kept on other layers,
these ones just inevitably washed away.
Aug 10, 2017
Aug 10, 2017 at 8:33 AM UTC
Look outside the window
Everything we've said and done
Is withering in the sun
I wish I had you
Nobody but you
Your like forbidden fruit
From Adam and Eves tree
Tuning me into something more
But only you could see
I may be a tomboy
A gamer
A believer
A learner
And more to be shaped
I stay true to my word
Just like love or fate
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 10:22 PM UTC
Even though it’s not true, it helps to believe some where, someone is going to look at my life, and get inspired.
Don’t nobody look at the **** i write. Not here, not in notebooks, not on poetry pages. Nobody looking, nobody judgeing, so why not?
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 10:22 PM UTC
Let us not dwell in the thought of fear
But find to what fear really is
"Fear nothing but fear itself"
Were not my words but his
They say fear controls us
Makes us do not think
So how can we stop ourselves
So we can swim not sink
They say its the world around us
She makes us fear these things
But its not her demons
But the ones at our very brink
You don't fear the world
Or the things that she has full stride
The only thing that you are scared of
Are the things you've locked inside...
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 9:36 PM UTC
Words run rampant through my mind. Doing much more than just killing time.
I should be so tired it doesn't make sense.
the words are speaking to my demons right now. Stripping the walls of my soul.
Putting me on display. Its almost freeing I have to say.
To finally talk to my demons today. To speak not in words but through music and muse. To solve puzzles of heartache. In my mind I smell rain. Washing away all I'm about. The depression the anger, calming my fire. I wish I could scream how I felt but only in a language lost on all but me.
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC
What is love?
Where do you find it?
How do you define it?
Is it spiritual?
Is it mystical?
Or something physical
Maybe it's fictional
What is love?
Is it a feeling?
Or a state of mind?
Something appealing
Or something blind
It all depends on the naked eye
Many are hurt
And call it a lie
“I Love You”
People use those words to much
And pretty soon their meaning will die
What is love?
Kids fall in love,
But honestly they don’t
And when it comes time to confront
The reality of things they don’t accept
Their lives will become a battlefront
And when they’re rid of the butterflies
Left in rags
And the lady cries
The boy will hold up the white flag
Lonely, cold and done
Soon their love will all be gone
What is love?
In reality love is non-existent
Idiotic, pointless and a killer
Just to end up a horror story and a thriller…
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
My mind its like
A
Rotating
Door,
You never know
What will come through
And trip over on to the page...
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC
lightning blazes its trails in the sky
I wonder where its going.
so soon so fast.
I wonder when you'll get there.
knocking down trees in your path.
I guess you're a lot like us
People blazing a trail on this earth.
I wonder where we'll go
so soon so fast
I wonder when we'll get there.
Knocking down challenges in our path
I guess you're not much like us
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 11:23 PM UTC