#secondchances
I’m prophetic, paid my time
into a dream, that the profits
felt it. One life, once; but in it,
many seconds… second chances.
First fails, second learns. Take it
—don’t think twice; every second
you stall, is a second that could’ve
been your second.
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 3:52 PM UTC
Be
gin
nings
Be-
gin again
& again
Be-
gin-nings be-
coming re-
newed
vows
re-
flections
Be-
liefs composted
resurrected
re-constituted
re-deemed
re-focused
Be-
gin-nings
Be-ing
Hope
Second, third, fourth
chances
Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 5:31 PM UTC
there are broken pieces of me
I work hard to hide
except with him
without judgement or criticism
he holds all of me
without expectation of change
he shows up
there are broken pieces of him
underneath the charm
when we are alone
without surrendering myself
I embrace him entirely
without expectation of change
I hold him close
two broken halves
may not look perfect
but they can fit together
well enough
fill in the jagged gaps
well enough
to make pleasure, joy
a sense of belonging
two broken pieces
can fit together well enough
to feel a lot like love
a lot like finally being whole
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 10:20 PM UTC
When I'm at your gunpoint,
You, about to shoot me,
Placing your finger on the trigger,
Will you remember our shared moments?
Will you be able to **** me afterwards?
The thought of me being yours,
Till a moment ago,
Would you dare pull the trigger?
Your soul is satisfied with me dead,
But will your heart let you do that?
Your revenge is successful once I'm dead,
But can your love for me allow you to **** me?
I'm here standing before you,
And you before me.
Make the move?
Lose me forever to death.
Stand still?
I'll make the move,
Making you leave this world for this life time of yours,
Ensuring we would cross our paths again.
Next time,
Love me
And I'll love you....
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 12:03 AM UTC
when all was said and done
and when you'd left my bones ransacked
I pointed you out the door
but I left it slightly cracked
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 8:39 PM UTC
In the breath of time, I gasped a second of a dream –
to clock it all in a single second; to live off seconds,
to starve on scraps, constantly second-guessing
myself. It feels like going back, stepping into my
past – a time traveller, as much, wandering the
ruins of yesterday.
Give me a second to catch my breath; here in this
second stanza; I wear each stanza like armour–
armour stitched from broken words, to fight for
peace in armour, to piece together what’s left of
honour. Where hell meant to crush my thoughts,
I cover my head with a helmet, shielding my
mind from the fire.
And if they break my bones – I’ll pick a bone with
_the breaking,_ laughing in the face of the fracture,
gnawing on the marrow of pain until it tastes like
defiance. Every scar another tick of the clock; every
second I stand, I steal back from the seconds that
tried to finish me.
Call me a time traveller, for I’ve learned to turn
broken seconds into futures
Sep 14, 2025
Sep 14, 2025 at 12:03 PM UTC
You still want me.
I still want you—
I think.
I’m listening to the voices inside me,
Caught between longing
And hope.
You’re not a bad person.
I’m not a bad person.
We can be good
Together.
Again
Aug 18, 2025
Aug 18, 2025 at 5:38 PM UTC
Yes—
you have your issues.
You made mistakes.
And so did I.
I don’t want this
to be the speech
of an emotional dependent
who only blames herself
and forgets
that a relationship
is built by two people.
From now on,
every “i” will have its dot,
and every accent
will be marked—
as we write
our story
again.
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 1:18 PM UTC
Funny—
it feels like life
has crookedly aligned itself again.
The crisis has passed.
The paper says
we’re divorced,
but our bodies
say something else.
You know exactly
where to touch me,
and I want to try new things with you.
I think I love you—
not with that
passionate, reckless love,
but with a mature one.
I know I have traumas.
You have them too.
And sometimes I feel ashamed,
because I’ll have to tell people
we’re trying again
when they rooted
for it all to end.
Thank you
for agreeing
to give us
another chance.
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 3:36 PM UTC
We could have
a second chance—
to meet again,
to date,
to get engaged,
to marry
the right way.
What God has joined together,
let no one
ever separate.
Do you want
to try again?
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 5:05 PM UTC
second chances 6.27.25 (3:24 pm / 15:24)
i know i deserve this
i know i did this to myself
but is a second ******* chance so much to ask for
Jun 27, 2025
Jun 27, 2025 at 6:26 PM UTC
How many times can one restart
Before they lose their beating heart?
Is there a line where second chances
Turn to ghosts in fractured glances?
Each version built, then swept away,
I ask, how much of me will stay?
My future spreads, a boundless sea,
Each wave a path calling to me
I crave them all, each shining shore
And my future stretches, vast and wide,
A thousand doors on every side
And oh, I ache to walk through them all
Yet once I choose one to open, the rest refuse my call
Jun 11, 2025
Jun 11, 2025 at 5:00 PM UTC
Back then, I thought I was making the right decision
If only back then I had my present vision
If only I hadn't done that, my life would begin anew
Numerous more opportunities I would've gotten to
I don't want to think of it as a regret, but a way to ascend
But after that, for two years, my freedom came to an end
Even now I know his soul is kind
Or is it because I wanted time to rewind?
Now I'm back again, with a second chance
But I can only see the similarity in your glance
I don't want to make the same mistake as before
Or am I just supposed to have evil in my core?
I did say I wanted a true friend
But will this be the ultimate end?
I prayed that in the future, I'd learn to think twice
But this test is most certainly not nice
So please, don't let me fail this test
Because the continuation of this story, I know the rest.
Sep 24, 2024
Sep 24, 2024 at 7:05 PM UTC
It had been three months
since I last saw my face in the mirror.
One might wonder, why that long?
You see, there is something about mirrors
something about looking at yourself
and not having a conversation
just looking, observing and looking again.
That, does not sit well with me.
What if the other man talks back?
Or, what if he comes out and strangles me
and becomes me?
I do not want to give him that power.
Today, however, I looked in the mirror
My heart clenched like a baby's fist
when I saw how old I had become
how the wrinkles on my forehead curved
as if to make a mockery of the trajectory of my life.
I had never noticed the changes
because I had always embraced the child beneath
forgetting the child had become a man
and no ritual had been done for the initiation.
I had blossomed beneath the petals but I had
chosen to ignore the feeling
Right there, I could see all the talent
and the potential I had slept on
each time I snoozed my alarm for another 15 minutes
hoping to get more rest from my dreamless state.
But you see, one cannot sleep forever
unless they choose to do so.
And this is a path I told myself never to take
for I still want to travel to the far lands
and see how the children yonder dance to the rhythm of the winds
I still want to listen to the cracking laughter of my lover
when I retell one of my old jokes,
the one she has heard 42 times so far.
I still want to drink some of the local brew at the old shelter
and dance shirtless on top of one of the wooden tables
and feel my skin vibrate to the sound of the drums
coming from the big old speakers placed in the corner of the dark room
Most importantly, I want to move away from this mirror
and stop looking at myself
because it is making me talk a lot.
Jun 1, 2022
Jun 1, 2022 at 3:29 PM UTC
I'm hardly the one
You left behind,
Twenty odd years ago;
The suit fits much better,
Now I'm in the show.
I'm not using slight-of-hand,
No smoke or mirrors,
Just running sand;
The big tent long left town.
I know the four directions,
And how my wind will blow.
And even at a four way stop
I know who has the right-of-way.
And when it's my turn to turn,
I'll step on the pedal and spin my wheels
And drive myself insane.
Apr 29, 2022
Apr 29, 2022 at 8:04 AM UTC
One thing that truly changes
No matter how I cut my hair
Or the kind of clothes I put on.
When I look in the mirror I am
still me.
Not very often do second chances
come around.
How often do things change
No matter if I trim my beard
Or let myself go and my belly
hangs over my belt.
One thing that truly changes
How quick you threw your clothes on
& left me with conversations we'll
never have again.
When I look in the mirror
I am still me
When I step outside I am still me
One thing that never changes
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC
We used my last name
As part of being together
So tomorrow we could end it
Cash and cheap pen
Is all we need
To seal the deal
With the legal devil
But my heart's the ink
And my hands are shaking
I don't want to leave you
I still love you
Like early days full of promises
The idea of leaving the nest
To build a new one
I don't want to leave you
I still love you
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
take every chance you get
every single one
cause right now
all i feel is regret
for not taking that chance
on us
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 12:54 AM UTC
You used the oldest play in the book,
But I’m a sucker for antiques and I’m optimistic to a fault.
You said don’t be worried,
But why is this time different?
We’ve always ruined it with our vicious cycle,
And the venom is just sweet enough that even though we are rotting, we still want seconds.
Please don’t let this be poison disguised as nectar.
Next time, I won’t come back.
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
Begging on my knees
Forgiveness is elusive
Yet you are a saint.
Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 12:59 AM UTC
I admit, I’ve never chosen you.
Falling in love is temporary,
love is a choice.
And I surrender to you.
You’re heart is grandiose.
In search of an asylum,
the delicacy of your love,
softens my core.
Peering into your soul,
through the earthy green
in your eyes, that spec of blood orange
a fire lights inside of you, hungry
to achieve a purpose.
I want to be your motivation,
be your motivator.
We could lose time
but we’d meet back at the equator,
once again, feeding the fire
that lights for you and I.
We’ve survived darkness
time & time again, lost.
In search of that dwindling fire
we find each other, nose to nose.
We are special, We are young, We are beautiful, We are complex,
We are strong.
We are real.
Years spent, trying to navigate
the passion of our love.
We’ve rebelled against time,
against distance...
We are flawed, we are damaged.
But we are stubborn in love.
I hope I’m not too late,
I want a clean slate
I’m not holding back anymore.
For the first time, boo
I choose you.
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 10:35 AM UTC
You bathe in my radiance,
With your eyes closed,
Taking what you need from me,
to strengthen your bones.
You stick around,
Just long enough,
But now its time for you
To wander off.
I expect that you will soon return
To use me again,
So I wait patiently,
Here on spectrum end.
When you return
You will regret not wandering sooner,
This time too much of me
Might just destroy you.
I am
Ultraviolet
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
A wrinkle in time; in that moment you laughed and then the moment passed me by
In that exact moment your laugh caught my eye;
Then I saw shooting stars making landfall on to the surface of Mars
The echoes of your laugh spiralled out of control in to my mind’s eye and lit up my soul
Entire parallel universes in their corresponding dimensions unwrapped in warp time & light speeds
You were setting me up for the inevitable fall
The fall that would come eventually and in the next moment I fell
Head over heels in love you could tell- so much it hurts
An epiphany - you are not the only woman for me in this world followed by this catharsis
But you are the only one for me in the entire multiverse;
But all these revelations took place in a parallel dimension on a mirror earth on a counter ecosphere
Because in this cosmos I never heard your laugh
Never saw shooting stars, create craters on Mars
Just as you left your impression on my heart;
But sadly in this time line you never caught my eye
Hence in this realm all these moments just passively passed me by
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 1:04 PM UTC