#morningthoughts
I woke up before the noise,
breathed with the trees,
walked with the sky.
The sun hadn't yawned yet,
but I had — twice.
Back home, I made coffee
strong enough to slap me awake.
I whispered to my cup,
"Let's be productive today."
It didn’t answer —
but I believed in us.
I sat down with math—
chapter four, page full of promises.
I underlined the heading,
adjusted my pen cap five times,
then sharpened a pencil
I didn’t even need.
Pro-level procrastination unlocked.
Midway through one sad-looking equation,
my phone lit up—
first a comment,
then a reel,
then a cat dancing to lo-fi beats.
Fifteen minutes later,
I knew three dessert recipes
and forgot the formula
I never really knew.
Suddenly, a line hit me—
not from the textbook,
but from somewhere softer.
A poem idea.
Just a line, I thought.
A quick jot.
A harmless verse.
But the line grew limbs,
called in stanzas,
and started demanding metaphors.
So I gave in.
I gave it my quiet,
my hours,
my last sip of cold coffee.
A crow watched me
from the window grill
like it knew
I was failing both maths and time.
And now—
the sun is long gone,
the sky has tucked itself in.
The poem is finished,
polished and breathing.
But that chapter?
Still untouched.
Still waiting.
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 12:58 PM UTC
Sometimes i wonder...
If the things i want are things i need
If these glasses really help me to see
If there was ever a need for a king and a queen
What its gonna take for my insides to beam
Most days I ask...
Am I considering all sides of the situation?
Am i the Frankenstein of this creation?
Could this be blamed on my medication?
Why am i filled with such frustration?
But typically I'm just left feeling...
Like the push and pull is uneven
Like someone is always leaving
Like its too broken to recieve again
Like theres gotta be something I can believe in.
Dec 2, 2022
Dec 2, 2022 at 10:05 AM UTC
thinking alouD can be dangerous
it can causE anger and strife
but i'd rather be honest to People
than tReat them like fool's
if you ask what I'm fEeling
the anSwer remains the same
you juSt have to find it
although hIdden through words
my expressiOn says it all
is it obvious Now
Apr 29, 2022
Apr 29, 2022 at 12:30 AM UTC
the heart aches
and the mind echoes.
it's 3 in the morning
and the road is still mourning.
and the day are dead
and the night finds its way.
it's 3 in the morning
and the road is still mourning.
the beans are old
and the coffee still cold.
the wind hushing down the alrein
and the anguish staying behind.
it's 3 in the morning
and the road is still mourning.
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 6:35 AM UTC
_
you'll never move forward
if you're always looking behind.
take the road less traveled
and see where it takes you.
you'll never grow if
you stop watering in the midst
of the drought.
keep plowing and
watch your harvest grow.
_
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
Everything means nothing
Nothing means anything
Anything can have meaning
Meaning various by person
I mean nothing
You mean everything
Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 10:33 AM UTC
She was there,
She was there and then she wasn’t,
We had time,
If only for a moment,
I could feel her, touch her, smell her,
She was mine,
But as we know,
We only have a few moments in life,
Time is a tool,
That we’ll never really master,
Time is something that we always want to go faster,
But only when we’re young,
And oh so dumb,
To the fact that time is precious,
Down to the very last second,
I had her, for what felt like a century,
But in the span of time,
We were only a memory
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 1:01 PM UTC
Skip, forward, chapter anew
So many wonders to go undo
Live tomorrows with sorrows forgotten
No yesterday's fruits, spoiled and rotten
Splendors to stumble and tumble upon
No longer living in the futures once dawned
s.q.
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 9:49 AM UTC
She says what she thinks,
And what we know to be true.
I just don't have the stomach for it,
And that's how she thrives.
Blunt knives pierce the deepest.
And I can't hide.
k.g.
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 2:41 PM UTC