#somethingnew
I didn't know I was lost until I met you
I'm still lost.
But before, I was lost in the world;
A sea of blue.
Now I'm lost in something new.
Something true.
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 8:18 PM UTC
The green grass meadow where I go to play,
A place where I can take my fears away.
A place where the sun always shines brightly,
And the grass kisses my skin ever so slightly.
The beautiful flowers brightly in bloom,
I don’t have to worry about the coming doom.
The sky so brightly blue above,
It makes me feel so in love.
Here in the meadow I am not alone,
Because here with me are my friends I call home.
Together we lay in the grass having fun,
Pointing at clouds and admiring the sun.
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 9:36 AM UTC
All sides fair
Life's a big square
To gnawing twilight snare
Memories recall
To a bayonet dance
Twinkling
Colour highlight
Natures creatures chuckles
Blushing between blissful blisters
Painful!
Still, regardless of a rose's thorn
From within a beauty is born
Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 7:29 PM UTC
Up
Down
On
Off
Left
Right
What
Difference
Does
It
Make?
Everything.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 1:56 PM UTC
The ability to take one step
Was all I could do
In the dark
When I felt alone
A mask over me
Hiding me and my truth
Taking one step
Choosing a direction
In the dark, cannot see
Trusting, hoping, believing
In the tiny speck of light
Barley visible, so small
Could be it isn't there at all
One step, then another
Speaking quietly
Unsure
Years.
Awakening one day in a new place
A good place
Hope
In something new
7 Aug 2018
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
Let's make some time.
Time for you and I to leap past
Anything other than transcendent.
A vacation other than what we see day in and day out.
To lick our lips in awe.
Awe of how many times we've passed each other.
Never thinking the sun to shine as beautiful as it has against your eye.
Our lips water in infatuation.
A substitution to the emptiness we walk pass on a daily basis.
Stepping outside of the ordinary.
A fluid motion
Laughing at random moments.
The thing's kept in our heads brought to life in a smile.
Status quo of moving pass sitting still.
Seeing you with new eyes,
Shapes & colors.
An intersection of skin travelled by happy eyes.
Open, full.
The sensation of going somewhere new.
The butterflies no longer sit at the stop sign.
Checking both ways before pulling out.
Moving beyond the end of the street
Without the feeling that something is missing.
When you get the chance,
Let's make some time for you and I.
With no intent on arriving,
Whatever destination we set.
Let's make time just to make time
Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
Later in the night, when the crowd was gone, and the creature was left alone to his tears, and bloodied body.
A man approached him in his solitude.
The answer to his problems?
Or perhaps, just a gateway to more.
That remains, a mystery.
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC
1. your smile
the way the curves have always surpassed MY *** which I thought was the fattest thing I had ever seen. but I was wrong. the curve of your smile had chased away almost every single bad thought of myself. almost.
2. your touch
I was uncomfortable with even the thought of human interaction. speaking is one thing but please don't... touch. you showed me that touching didn't always have to be painful. when you wrapped me into your arms and pulled me close. strangers be weary, there's still the bright red sign hanging over what he likes to call this "piece of art" and it still reads "please don't... touch." except this time, this time there's dark bold ink directly under the warning, "unless it's him. then touch all you want because your touches feel like... home."
3. your breathing
I know this one seems a little Charles Manson-esque, but let me get my point across. your breaths are the sound of the ocean tide calmly dancing up onto the sand. I just wanna dip my toes in, no matter the temperature. if it's cold, let it be so cold that my feet go numb. if its warm, let it be warm enough to boil the blood within me.
those three signs were the red flags making it painfully obvious that I wasn't comfortably alone anymore. I was home.
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 10:52 PM UTC
I didn't even notice you in the beginning.
You were just another guy among the crowd.
Now, you're so much more.
I noticed you looking my way at times,
did you notice my glances as well?
We spoke few words until that night.
We talked all evening by the sparkling fire.
Your eyes sky blue looking into mine.
Your smile, the sweetest one I've seen in a while.
There were people all around us,
yet it felt like we were the only ones in the world.
I heard your words but I didn't comprehend all of them.
I was too busy gazing into your eyes and hoping this feeling would never fade.
My brain tells me 'no', because it's not the right time.
But will I ever be ready?
Will it ever be the right time?
My heart screams out 'yes', because I've never felt this way before.
I can talk to you, this is real.
This isn't just a fantasy.
This is something new.
Uncharted territory.
You're so quiet, yet powerful in your words.
You are a protector with a kind heart.
I love watching you do what you love,
even if we have different passions.
I feel like I know you so well,
even if it's only been two weeks.
You're something new.
Do I follow my heart?
Or listen to my brain?
Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 3:34 AM UTC
Left behind,
Dust kicked in my face
as the lights of the pick-up
fade away in the darkness.
Frozen by shock and confusion,
So stiff that tears refuse to flow
under the royal blue sky
pondering on the adjacent events.
Hearing the eerie sounds,
Birds fly overhead following as
beauteous stars stretch above, yet
those lights don't cross my mind.
Touching the rough dirt,
Listening to the wind the
music travels from a distance
too far to make out the tune.
Lost in the wilderness,
No help for miles on end
forced to walk forward
with the world on my chest.
The sun starts to rise,
Feeling the cool breeze of the morning
Purple catches my eye
Dancing in the light.
One, lone flower,
As vibrant as the neon sign
alone in the wilderness,
left behind.
Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 3:27 PM UTC
As I stood.
I noticed I was on fire.
Every inch of me consumed.
Engulfed.
Losing oxygen I gasped.
Expanding with each sigh that escaped this happening.
I stood helpless.
Was there anything other that I could do.
Watching the flame cacade over me.
Cracking an unknown desire.
To what cost, standing there
Consumed.
I was no longer froze, beginning to slump in every direction.
My oxygen breathing life into each crackle.
Residing in the coal my body became.
Scattering bit by bit in the wind.
Through the skies I burned.
Me and her.
Covering me with a warmth I've never felt.
Sitting down running my hands through sharp stings of hair.
That's exactly what I needed to survive.
Something new, something out of the ordinary
Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 10:51 PM UTC
The myth comes alive without asking for any help
It doesn’t care if it’s real or not, only that you believe
We steal from the dead, they can’t defend themselves
The only difference between us is that we can still breathe
I once carried a flower in my hand with no intention
And stared at a painting wondering if it made him cry
The strangest moments give a memory a long life
But the last time I smiled I couldn’t remember why
I’ve never made someone up in my life, only their feelings
I didn’t know it at the time because I thought it was true
The only thing I know about a walk on scattered sea shells
It’s the best place to narrow my feelings down to a few
I can’t decide if I should fly across the ocean again
I know everything about them, they’re only human
It’s not what they believe or why they believe it, but
Maybe a different language makes a different woman
Being so far apart gives the smoke a chance to settle
It’s as if being weird is normal instead of like it is here
The sun sets and rises at the same time for two people
Like a life of laughing and crying both far and near
Don’t tell me what you know unless it made you bleed
All the rest was something you read or left behind
I could walk past you again but I’d rather get involved
Tell me what you see in me, I need to know what you find
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 9:24 PM UTC
hey hey
I tried to write a song about you today
It wasn't very good so I threw it away
The words were scrambled they had no rhythm
There really was nothing I could do
I was going to say I loved you
Then I second guessed myself
My eyes opened and I realized what was broken
I've be questioning my brain ever since
Chorus:
But it's alright, hip hip hooray,
I have finally seized the day,
Who cares if I throw it all a way,
One more Song
One more Kiss
What the hell is there to miss
These are the last words I can give
What really happened in your mind
That made us broken, with no rewind
You're stuck in the past,and I'm in the future
I begin to wonder who is the loser
No it's not fair, things never are
I pick up drugs over the bar
They promise me you'll disappear
With one more drink of everclear
(chorus)
We are all falling, down an empty hole
(r)No more goodbyes this is the last one
The next time we meet I'll already be gone
Under the sheets so white and brown
Here is my blood that's staining the ground
...
One last song, one last kiss
I know I'll be missed
(r)
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 11:56 AM UTC
I hear you fiddling about and it's like listening to thoughts.
Not sure if they're yours
or no ones.
Fingers travel awhile on one piece and then just as quick
they're searching for something; like the path isn't clear,
or not there at all.
And you'll mess up or miss something and laugh
and it fits right in.
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
I need something new
A change of scenery
I need a good change,
and live my dreams in reality
I need new feelings
New body
New concepts
Sometimes I get them
Sometimes I just remember what I already knew
New things rarely happen
And I'm just tired of the same things
I feel like everyday's the same and I'm left to discover on my own
I feel like everything is grey and there's no color to behold
I need something new
And I've waited 16, almost 17 years
My whole life
And the only new thing that has happened is my body and mind
Which I don't like
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
People are janitors.
We try to keep our lives clean,
but it always goes back to ruins.
We try to clean up the lives of others,
Only to find that we can't do anything.
And that we probably hurt them.
And that we probably messed their lives and ours.
We try to clean our hearts.
It's broken. It's shattered.
It's muddy after a day outside, playing in a storm of tears.
Yet, we always fail, don't we?
Thinking that maybe tomorrow is the day it washes itself.
We try to clean the world.
This organization promises cleanliness in Africa.
That organization promises cleanliness in Asia.
But is any cleaning really done?
For every ten fundraisers started, I hear one semi-succeed in its job.
Yet, we believe that we can clean the world.
It's true, we could.
But we're too busy cleaning our own hearts, aren't we?
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC