#shook
Shook
Took
A pawn and not a rook
Out of my mind and heading home
I could have changed my mind and headed by your side
So unnecessary and cruel
I won the Bet
And took what was left
See what’s next.
Try your best.
Until I finally put this to rest
Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 3:39 PM UTC
Crumbling down
Seek safety in a doorway
I feel the walls shake
Falling falling under your gaze
Warmth in your smile
Left my world trembling
Splintering and breaking apart reasoning
Wave after wave, nerves carrying this seismic activity
And I am quaking for your touch
Unable to speak
Unable to hold my balance
Gripping onto the doorway, knuckles white
Gaze to the floor, focusing
Quivering lips, wavering breath
I am in the doorway you have just crossed
Clutching your arm you stop
Looking at each other
You know what I can’t say
Pulling me close
Tumbling, crumbling are these walls
Heart tremors
Love has come and shook my world upside down
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 5:15 PM UTC
I told myself i didn't want to write about you anymore
But i cant lie, you've shook me to my core
You'll look deep in my eyes
And then your mouth will spit even more lies
I try to run away from you
We both know, you'll just leave me broken and blue
I try so hard to disconnect
It feels like i haven't slept
Don't pretend to love me
We both know, we could be meant to be.
Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 9:35 PM UTC
the leaves of fall
shook themselves loose from trees
to enrich spring soils
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 8:47 AM UTC
Rotten
Displaced silence
Took presidency
Over anything ever before
And never once again
Beginning to account from
Where she left
She flew for a minute
Then touched earth
And decided
It wasn't her cup of tea
Why sit with
The normals
Why retrace the
Same look
The same composure
She felt very much out of place
But look wait she said
There's a higher ground instead
I don't desire enough quit yet
Still I want to finish my making
I've forgotten a few steps
Along the way
See I've been undertaken
By hardships
And bills and kids and life
Its all taking a very long
To allow and to claim
And to find myself some piece of mind
All my own
I had completly forgotten who
I was
The black brain void I called it
Sepped in one night and she forgotten
How to leave it
So she stood there
Frozen
Running in place
Not making a silent
Yet screaming nothing
All day
The empty took hold of her and made a martyer out of a prince
The principals thumb ruled her own
Hell she Forgot she even had a voice
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 1:06 AM UTC
I can barely remember the year I fell in love
with love. She took me everywhere I wanted to go
and home was wherever she was.
I have detailed memories of when Love, fell
out of love with me. I sat in shock as she dropped
me off at my home. Who knew home could feel
like nowhere at all?
May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 5:35 PM UTC
I just read a book
And at the end I was shook.
So I read it again
But then I forgot how it began.
That darned confusing book.
Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 10:09 AM UTC
I hate this feeling,
Deep inside my gut,
That makes me feel like bleeding.
I wish my mouth would shut.
That when I want to look,
My eyes would turn away.
And then when I feel shook,
I realize its my fault, I should pay.
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 12:22 PM UTC
I thought growing up was easier?
Fake smiles as currency
chipping away at our humane shield.
I guess it can seem easy to some, right?
The never-ending cycle
of do great things, sometimes not great things, and be rewarded.
But why?
They say be yourself, and unique, and embrace
but criticize for being themselves, being different, and being proud.
Do they purposefully maneuver us into corners?
Oh well
A miniature Ferris wheel can't be that bad.
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
It shook me.
Like the buzzing of an early morning alarm, I was awoken from my sleep.
Into reality, I was thrown, and into the mini-van, I was packed away.
I didn’t want to leave, but I left with my family
And, by the grace of God, a fourteen hour drive landed us safely in Georgia.
Georgia… Ah, Georgia.
It had been a while since my last visit, though every previous time was voluntary.
In Georgia, they cancel school over a little rain,
While the eye of the storm hovers its dreadful head over my home,
As if to see what it could devour.
But it didn’t.
It didn’t succeed.
It didn’t quench its thirst.
It couldn’t devour.
It barely left a mark on my home, but the mark on the community was much larger.
This was a wake-up call to that community to commune, to partake in its purpose.
It was a call to me to partake in mine.
My calling, like a dream from a deep sleep,
Was awoken… and
It shook me.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 12:55 AM UTC
There is a broken record under my pillow in a dream
There is shattered glass across the floor
There are pages ripped out of books
I'm shook
There are matches on my headboard
There is rope in the garage
There is a bottle full of pills
There is a tub full of water
There is a drawer full of knives
There is a river down the road
There is a key for the case of guns
There is a train coming at noon
What do I do? What do I do?
So many choices to choose.
There is a broken record under my pillow
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 1:04 AM UTC