#laces
Never let someone who hasn't been in your shoes tell you how to tie your laces.
Laces are complicated, and they take time to figure out.
If you can't tie your laces, you'll figure it out eventually.
It's okay if you need help tying your laces, we all start somewhere.
Are your laces ***** We can clean them.
Too thin? It'll work out somehow.
Thick? We'll find a way.
If you have velcro instead, that's okay too.
You can't tie your laces in a normal way? We can find another one, even if it's more complex.
If you don't tie your laces, you'll fall in them.
If you do, you can keep walking, maybe even run,
and eventually forget you had laces in the first place.
In the end, you'll realise that,
your laces, messy or neat,
have always been yours,
and that's enough.
Jun 2, 2025
Jun 2, 2025 at 11:38 AM UTC
Little Light Leaches past Lock tight Lids
Lampshades Laid over Living Lenses
Like pulled tight Laces Looped as Lattices
Letting Lingering Lies Loom
Late nights illuminated by Lunar Lampposts
Lighting a Landslide of Lopsided Lemons
Like those Littering Liberated Lands
Lacking any Lucid desire to Leave
Loose Lip type Lexicon Literates the Last Link Left
Leading to Literal Lemmings
A Legion of Like-minded Livestock
Leads to a Leap before you Look Livelihood
Lambasted but Lucrative
Due to Lavish Liberties that Life's were Laid down for
Lacerating all Links to Larger than Life Leaders
Becoming a Ludacris Laughingstock
Just Lowly Lackeys that got Lucky
Lambs in a Lions clothing Line
Ladened with Laminated Limitations
Rooting through and Looting the Leftovers
Lacking any Long-term Learned Lessons
I Lunge and Let go for the Last time
©2024
Jun 25, 2024
Jun 25, 2024 at 5:09 PM UTC
ice as white laces
which are shining at the sun
are cradling the heart
Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 11:07 PM UTC
did you laugh in your sleep last night,
how do you suffocate the fear,
can a dream feel your smile,
do your eyes wake up with tears.
empty bottles by your bedside,
that friendly disguise disappears,
remedies fuel wildfires,
can a heartburn embrace the sear?
~trayfe_creates
Jan 21, 2021
Jan 21, 2021 at 12:25 AM UTC
_She offered to walk in my shoes, but hadn’t factored in the soul-destroying task of having to bend over and tie the laces every morning._
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 7:24 PM UTC
i laughed at all those jokes you made about falling
yet here i am feeling tears fall because i realise
i tripped at every sweet sentence you said
& now i can’t tie my shoe laces to stop myself.
my shoes were dancing with yours
to a song i associate with you now
& although i know someone kicked you before
& that you’re not ready to throw out those old sneakers,
my laces are getting tied up with yours.
you’re kneeling down to undo them,
& i want to do it, too, to protect myself,
but my heart laces are making me fall.
& then they wonder why kids take off their shoes.
oh, the irony; they don’t get hurt.
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC
If you want to walk in another's
footsteps,
always tie the laces..
That way you can
feel the tightness,
And the holes in there soul.
Afterwards,
let them walk
with you for a while.
That way they know that
every path
isn't walked alone.
Mar 9, 2019
Mar 9, 2019 at 6:21 PM UTC
For him my heart races
Wearing nothing but laces
I wait for his embrace
It’s written all over my face
I want to go places
No airs and graces
I want it all in uppercase
‘Tis time to unlace...
Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 9:17 AM UTC
High athwart global sphere
planet Earth doth app pear
tubby totally tubular as a mere
twinkling gem devoid of lesions from hare
brained schemes to exploit near
Gaea, where
legions of self aggrandizement tear
ring into all four corners
of terrestrial firmae orb queer
hull us wreaking indiscriminate havoc,
yet blithe dismissal mare
ring greedily inducing
brass knuckle sandwich lobbed punches
punctuating each pugilisitc
jude dee ish us punch with denunciatory jeer
accompanied in situ with a malicious glare
destroying staunch
eco-friendly advocates tabulated violations
kept under lock and key
within a filing cabinet dossier
to hell rants Donald Trump and his miscreants
in reference viz those “FAKE” defiant, hippo critical
defenders of Earth, wind, fire, and air
subject to rampant wanton (soup per) discrediting
substantiated scientifically airtight conclusion,
sans irrefutable linkedin cause and effect
against human perpetrators
rampant environmental abuse
pegged since that first Margarita
signaled industrial age crowdsourcing,
crowing, crowning deuce
ex machina leveling landscape until
scoured bowels of oblate spheroid glacis loose
to wring and extract sought after mineral wealth
essentially wrenching, hammering, nailing cinch,
which global gem analogous
to affixing a polarized noose
specific metals deemed precious
justifying reckless ramifications thin as gruel excuse
whereat said esteemed Mother Nature privy ledges
sheared to extract vis a vis akin to a sluice
industrial machinations insyc –
dynamited, sheared, sound blasted to rob
(point blank with no criminal sentence),
especially when conglomerate
conspiratorial corporations
violated most every truce
boot at bottom, any vow to tender flora and fauna,
a dead letter steeped in violations ruse
vitiate prior drafted conservation pacts signed, sealed
and delivered with “faux” obeissance
uttering lame excuse
in an effort to squeeze and seize
(by aggressive means if necessary), the goose
that laid golden eggs intended to line deep purple pockets –
brushing aside accusations with VAMOOSE,
particularly to marginilized Native Americans
already a shadow of their former glory,
but production even at the expense of
slo-mo genocide annihilation a road block
to sought after mineral deposits juiced
waiting for opportunity to rake landscape bare
as the Moon (with a eh “No big deal attitude)”
indiscriminately sowing seeds of bleakness
via uprooting, scraping,
and pulverizing plants and animals
such as Bull Winkle the moose
and crown such egregious destruction
claimed as righteousness purportedly pinpointed
within religious texts to render unto haven
of innocent creatures, and other organic life,
the God sent email to reduce
once resplendent oblate spheroid,
now nothing but a wasteland
even a nightmare to Doctor Zeus!
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
shoelaces
My shoelaces need to be tied
But I’m stuck still in love
I’m trying to kiss my goodbyes
But darling it’s tough
My eyes don’t really see anymore
his eyes are stuck in my sight
No... I know I need to shut that door
For it keeps me awake at night
My shoelaces need to be tied
Maybe then I can move on
Maybe then I can move to a new sky
Instead of repeating the same god **** song
Falling out of love is a hard thing to do
So give me some clues
Now you know why I can’t tie my shoes
Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 3:26 AM UTC
Don't you dare act like what you did
is why I'm where I'm at today.
Don't you dare act like your decision to leave
is why I found somebody better.
It was my decisions,
my choices,
my hard work,
that got me here.
I'm the one who pulled myself back up
after you left.
I'm the one who wiped away the tears
that you caused.
I'm the one who laced up my boots
and got myself back into action.
If it hadn't been for ME,
I would be where you left me
and not where I'm at today.
Don't you dare think you were more
than just a stop along the way.
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 7:19 PM UTC
You put me in your hair,
twirl me with your fingers
the wind blows me here to there
so you put me on your sneakers.
I'm purple and pink, perfect punk'
upon your forest, atop tree trunk
I always am with you when you leave
and run around the school house trees.
We'll forever remember the rushing air
but we must have lost balance and crashed
the warmth and sun that glinted isn't there
but still get up again, it's time for class!
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 10:40 AM UTC