#responsibilities
She reached into the hive with both hands. They became her colony and she became their queen.
Eight years old to the day, and here a brand new leader.
Not quite a kingdom, more a settlement.
But in her voice, a buzz, and in her heart, the blood of a keeper.
Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 7:04 AM UTC
We come into this world
Expected to find our way and fight
So that’s what we do:
Meet expectations.
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC
She was the first to feel the weight,
The crown of thorns she learned to take,
The one who´s always standing tall,
but no one ever sees her fall.
The pride, the joy, the first in line,
But she never gets the chance to cry,
She carries it all, but on her own,
The forgotten child, the one alone.
She’s the rock, she’s the shield,
But who will heal the wounds she feels?
Too old to ask, too young to break
She’s learned to bend but never shake.
She’s the light, but she’s the ghost,
The one who gives but never boasts.
Too scared to ask, too proud to show,
How heavy the burden, how far it goes.
And one day she´ll fall, and no one will know,
The strength it took just to let go,
But she always been the one to rise,
With a smile that hides the tears in her eyes.
So take a moment, see her now
Before she burns out, before she bows.
She’s the first to carry, the last to break,
But there’s only so much her heart can take.
The oldest daughter, she carries it all,
The weight of the world, the silent call.
The oldest daughter, the first-born child,
She´ll carry it all, she´ll put up a fight.
The oldest daughter, she´ll break the seal,
So one day she´ll let go and finally heal.
The oldest daughter,
The petals of a rose, her grace concealed,
But thorns cut deep, and wounds don’t heal.
Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 3:26 PM UTC
"Without you, I
Would probably die"
"You don't know
What it feels like" "No
I can't stop"
"Right at the top
Of that building looks nice"
"I really wanna ****
Myself"
When will
People stop telling me this?
All it does is
Make me
Worry;
If you ever **** yourself
Was it that I didn't do
Enough for you?
"You're the only one that can"
Sure, I understand
How hard it's been
(I've seen
Others of your kind)
But if you ever die
By
Your own hands the only thing on my mind
Would be
The number of times
You came to me
And my love
Wasn't enough
To help. "You're
A lifesaver"; for
How long will this be true?
For how long can I keep you
In my sight?
I could try but all my might
Will never be enough for
All of you.
It's not that I can't do
It anymore.
You tell
Me you can't hold back
So I do
The holding for you.
But unfortunately
For you and me--
My arms ache as well.
Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 2:14 AM UTC
A tiny version of me
stuck in my own empty pockets
and staring me down.
Unfinished business
is the only job
you can find in this town.
Sit unemployed
and aging with my wine
waiting on a laptop chime,
last minute copy
of my government issued W-9.
And I'm bored like I've got
a world of time
this apartment is leased
nothing is mine.
Sep 15, 2024
Sep 15, 2024 at 10:43 PM UTC
Tuesday night, my mother sits , her face buried in her screen
Blues playing on the radio at the neighbours house
My brother yells from across the bolder keeping us apart
My door opens , freshly presented with a new responsibility
Breathing , had so feverishly left ,
As the words echoed through the pen keeping me sane
My mother had brought me a request ,
A journey through the cracks of our house,
Whispering the imperfections of my efforts
My books sadly abandoning me in the abyss of my cluelessness
Pots ringing in the distance ,my mother notices my exhaustion
Considering her yearning for my duty
The door shuts pulling the last of my efforts at its tail
Victory! Shortly lived , as the voice blasts into the oblivion of my echo
“RUN ME A BATH OF COLD WATER"
“AND DONT FORGET TO BREATH"
Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 1:18 PM UTC
drops of rain,
stop suddenly do they,
for just a moment,
waiting for it to resume.
time, the great controller,
the ever hurting phenomenon,
first of all,
waiting for the end of all.
the traveller on it,
lives according with no,
past to turn back,
just walk past.
hardships it gives,
I see them, I judge them,
to dodge them,
or to face them.
hardships they do give,
a choice to handle them,
its up to you and me,
and sometimes up to time.
To deal with them,
run away from them,
to crush and crumble,
run and be scared forever.
Apr 23, 2023
Apr 23, 2023 at 8:51 PM UTC
Responsibilities
I grow diseased
And
Reconsider these
Atrocities
My memories long gone
You expect me to move on
And to grow from where I've spawned
Mourning melodies for remedies
I know they'll never come
So I live out dreams through song
Deep down, feeling scarred and wrong
Mourning melodies 'til morning
My love, she's not responding!
Apr 3, 2023
Apr 3, 2023 at 11:27 AM UTC
You'll have more bad days than good.
You'll experience more pain
than you should have to.
At times, you'll feel broken; weak.
But you're stronger than you would think.
And when you find that strength,
that reason to stand,
you will come to understand
you have new responsibilities.
Responsibilities to yourself.
To the ones you let in.
Even responsibilities to the ones
who get under your skin.
You've come so far already,
but there's still so much to do.
I'll leave you to it.
I just want you to know I'm proud of you.
Jan 23, 2022
Jan 23, 2022 at 7:37 PM UTC
Reality is scary
The beautiful dream is dying
Like all you had built was an imagination
And now you are no longer on medication
There are so many tears to shed
Crying until your eyes dry
Wishing you had wings to fly
To escape into a world refined
One with no troubles
One you want to tell a story about
The architect to give it the design it holds and deserves
But no it's your time to taste
The bitterness of this world
To drink from the same river animals go to drink
To make a fire and get burnt by it
To hope and never get all you wish for
To stumble and fall but still get up
To unlock all those talents you didn't know you had
To live the life of a poor kid and know it's no curse
To share the little you have
To know there is always a blessing that comes with giving
Now is the time to shuffle the cards
To mold yourself into one ready for anything
Joy, pain, sorrow, happiness
All lighting on different candles
You have the power to blow out those you don't need
Keep those that light up your life
Now is the time to take the stand of being a man
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 9:30 AM UTC
They say its all because I reflect the traits so true,
Little do they know.
It’s a fake picture long back which I drew.
They say I am the same,
I am the same badge holder,
Little do they know.
New expectations are like boulder.
They say I won’t change,
That they can still trust me,
Little do they know.
Its a fake picture, It’s a stuck mask.
Who am I under?
Is still unkown at last!
Little do they know,
Little do they know.
Sep 10, 2020
Sep 10, 2020 at 4:43 AM UTC
I am unknown, still alone.
Experiencing on my own.
No witnesses to validate
My involvement or the weight
Of the choices i've made
Trying to liberate my spirits
With my patterned habits
Only to understand
That i am digging my end
With my crooked tangled hands
But still
My fears and
feelings they tend to vary
And my mind keep changing its mind.
So now i just smile and carry on
Leaving all my worries behind
No one likes to deal with the the unknown
Someone must be manifesting
Because i can't explain my preferences
Disowned , unresting
I have to believe an omniscent is guiding me
So i can truly rest in peace
I don't believe in responsibilities.
Writing is the only way to fruit this fear.
Words Of Harfouchism
May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 1:59 PM UTC
Assignment after assignment
10, no 12, for math
2 lessons for English
2 movies and a sheet of questions for each for journalism
1 weekly question and 1 lesson for biology
A lesson and questions about textbook pages for Spanish
A workout log for P.E.
1 nonfiction piece and 10-15 poems for creative writing
All due when?
By the end of the week for math
By the end of the week for English
By the end of the week for journalism
By the end of the week for biology
By the end of the week for Spanish
By yesterday for the nonfiction piece for Creative Writing
And who knows when for those poems for Creative writing
Get the grades up
Get the grades up
No matter what the cost
No matter what the pain
And get the chores done
At least 4 a day
Write down everything you do along the line
Timecards, what's next?
Shower, time it just right
Work around the other people
Don't mess around
Waste away
Obey
Get the grades up
Get the grades up
No matter what
Don't be dreamy and strut
Smack you to the ground
Get down from the clouds
Back to reality
Straight As only
Nothing less
Everything more
Or who knows what's going out the door
Maybe something you love
Maybe your sanity
Get the grades up
Keep your head up
Don't slip up
Keep your head up
Smile on, smiles on!
Don't argue, they always win
It creeps beneath your skin
Make it stay there
Bite your tongue
Until it bleeds
No matter what the cost
Remember?
It's all in your head, of course,
Besides the grades,
THOSE ARE REAL
There's no making a deal
Get the grades up
Get the grades up
Straight As and nothing less
Nothing left either, until you're a horrid mess
Just Scattered.
- Jay M
May 6th, 2020
May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 10:36 PM UTC
The letter I never sent,
I write my valentine on my beating heart,
And send a perennial prayer,
That you could know without knowing.
Petals on your doorstep,
But no signature,
Pink Rosehip on your bedsheets,
Spying through your window blinds,
At someone I invented.
A label that travels as my desperations move it,
How I value the sick,
The unnatural,
The corpse and the comfort.
The will to pull me off the train,
The weight of every station,
The ommitance after the deprication,
And the awkward silence after the cosmic joke.
I lust for that iced libation,
The roseate water of ivy and redemption,
A clay to fit inside my insatiable skin hunger,
A welcomed error of continuity in my own beliefs,
And my perennial prayer,
For an ardent antiphon.
-Unabaitingly, The Romantically Inept
May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 4:58 PM UTC
Sweet Saturnine Child
you fear so much around you
expectations you don’t understand
responsibilities you never wanted
you’re disciplined in your actions
yet your mind tells a different story
because you
Sweet Saturnine Child
are better than your expectations
Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
I look into your eyes
Deep within,
You evoke freedom in me
I no longer feel trap.
Consume by my family responsibilities
You have taught me there are other ways to live.
I no longer live to survive, but
Live and live for myself.
My soul thanks you,
For setting it free
I will forever love you, my dear.
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 7:43 PM UTC