#unattainable
You were like my Evangeline
so far
unattainable
something that I couldn’t quite reach
my grasp
never close enough
I longed for you,
but couldn’t quite reach.
You were my Evangeline.
May 24
May 24, 2026 at 7:29 PM UTC
I know
you will always watch over me—
as if you were a god,
a saint,
a priest,
someone who loves me,
adores me
without condition.
But humans
don’t fall in love with gods.
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 6:13 AM UTC
Do you prefer space, or the deep ocean?
Or the void at end of the world
where the ocean was before
it turned to salt? Or all of the above?
Me, I prefer the all-out sprint to the edge
where the toes abandon the sun-warmed planks,
the infinity of just existing in air, a moment
before the infinity of just existing in cold water.
There is boundless freedom only found
constrained to a minute's unreversed decision.
There is endless wisdom only gained when lost
to the great unknown, unwritten verities.
There is uncanny comfort in this pastel wind
over gray land, in the unconcerned moon,
in the one thing you don't even think about until
you need to find where you dropped your keys.
In reality, "all of the above" is the correct response,
and you can with joy fling yourself into the abyss
of any unfathomed mystery, any new creation
to discover whether you will float, or sink, or swim.
Or we could just spend the day together
at an art museum, leave your jacket and keys there
on the benighted beach, hold hands, and jump
through the wormhole at the center of the galaxy.
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 3:23 PM UTC
Anyone that's ever said cash doesn't equate to fun has never had none
They've never had to wonder where their next meals gonna come from
Never been one wrong move away from watching your life become an undesirable one
Never seen a bright future as an attainable one
I'm sure we've all shared a park bench at some point with someone
But has it ever been overnight, shivering, posted up with a veteran ***
Never been an unsung hero, never feasted on a moldy bun
Never had to decide whether to pay some of this bill or a little bit of that one
Never had a car run on hope and fumes, never relied solely on your heat to come from the sun
Can't see the glass half full or half empty, a waterless situation
Never looked at a gun and thought it the best possible outcome
No option but to literally try to out run your problem
But you can't cause you wanted to stay "grounded" so you cut every tendon
So much tension, it's got ya looking at the knife again thinkin' it could relieve some
Never laied at your lowest point to weak to get up and been looked down on
It's a sad truth how unbelievably common it is to stumble upon...
This, but ignorance is bliss so no action to fix the problem is taken
You might have been one of these people had you walked in a different shoe when it all begun
©2018
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 12:49 AM UTC
throwing stones
into the lake
i discovered
the dog
likes to chase
the staccato splashes
as the surface
of the water
is broken
with inexpressible joy
pebbles were tossed
individually
and by handfuls
as i watched
the playful bounding
for over
half an hour
unfortunately
i had not spotted
the fisherman
further along
the water's edge
rolling eyes
and shaking head
as wave
after wave
of rippled chaos
disturbed his lure
and line
scaring away
anything
he had hoped
to catch
Aug 3, 2022
Aug 3, 2022 at 9:47 AM UTC
Why are you here?
Things can change
Tomorrow could
Be different
You have your thing
That's not unattainable
Maybe your
Version is
The person you feel
You can open up to
Maybe it's a place
You know
You can be safe
But it's out there
And it's not
That far away
Aug 25, 2021
Aug 25, 2021 at 12:26 AM UTC
Her delicate hands, her soft blue eyes,
lose yourself to her beauty
Give her all you can; she is
the only one you will love.
So you promise her the world,
she does not accept
She thinks little of this world
and does not hide her distaste.
Her long, blonde curls, her lithe figure dancing,
she enthrals you so you pursue
The chase continues,
but this mouse does not fear the cat.
You find her mocking you, poor mite,
chasing and chasing
She lifts her beautiful head high, tosses her mane,
she will never be caught.
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 11:21 AM UTC
yearning
is a silly
foreign thing
when you
haven't wanted
anything
in ages
look at me
so full
of wishes
yet laid bare
of hope
never
did i learn
to want
what i
did not
deserve
never
did i dare
to reach
for the moon
when all
i did
was stare at it
from down here
i cannot
blame myself
for never
learning
or daring
because
why should i
when
i should have known
the moon
was unattainable
in the first place
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 11:47 AM UTC
Restless are the eyes that follow
searching out a purpose,
some nameless claim,
so warm, tepid,
and full of oceanic wonder;
those following two---
those damp spheres of shade.
Regrettably, a thought arrives---
I did not request your name,
lovely living statue,
found of selective voice.
Mark my posture
as a ship listing on the waves,
turn back to port,
turn back to safety,
return to the familiar
these things I know.
Pulse cease,
disquiet chamber
place hold and become stagnant,
meaning and reason please return;
human folly was born of myself,
and remains nameless,
such as my captive audience.
Such bindings of flesh and form,
build me to agony,
and remain a prisoner of chemistry
this creature, this mystery,
this name---
was never offered to me in kind.
I suppose---
there are things best kept hidden,
not spoken loud
as the heart manages its uttering
I walk down the hallway,
perceiving your gaze at journey's end.
Slowly still,
my footsteps fall in procession
and knowing not at all,
when the day concludes
such thinking is above my own
and I am left to wonder
if such a goddess was ever meant
to have earthly title.
Mar 5, 2020
Mar 5, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC
Shallow streams
Echo in chambers of fallen dreams
In bittersweet visions she
Comes to me
Memories
That come in eves and carry me
Sail away
Rising, the tides scream that things don’t change
Simple complexities
Seem so strange
Still they stay
While she, pristine, is there but out of range
Jan 13, 2020
Jan 13, 2020 at 12:08 AM UTC
I’ve never fallen in love
So I don’t know the feeling
But I’ve heard someone say:
It is a lot like
A hug long needed
I’ve never felt love
And I want to know the feeling
Is it talking
To someone like you?
Because if so,
That explains why my hearts beating
But is it love
How do I know?
There are no butterflies,
I feel safe
And at home.
I don’t feel fear or anxiety
And your words of my lips
Show me
It’s home
Is it love?
I’d say so!
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 4:41 PM UTC
You made me feel like i was everything
In the chaos of my own mind you put your hand on my shoulder
And there was
Silence
You looked me in my eyes
And there was nothing but you
Everything was you
And I saw something
Something I had never really felt before
You were my universe
And I felt deep within my soul
And it was everything
You are my everything
And I felt everything
I found life looking into your watercolor blue eyes
I found love
In watercolor blue
And love is my everything
But this
This isn’t a love poem
You made me feel like I was nothing
I’m rather good at lying to myself
I’m rather good at telling myself
I have a place in my world
In my universe
In my everything
And I was rather good at believing a beautiful lie
There is no lie more beautiful
Than you
Than believing that I had a chance
Than believing that one day I could look at you
And your eyes would hold the same love as mine
That your eyes could show me something more than my own love
Reflected back
And a day will always come when we realize
When I realize
That a love unreturned hurts more than anything
That I am a speck in my universe
I hope you never know what that feels like
I love you more than anything I can say can give justice to
But this is not a love poem
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 6:02 PM UTC
I love you yet I have to let go
Never granted me the chance to get close
I've been running tirelessly in circles
Waiting for you to love me back
You cast a powerful spell on me
Three and a half years long
Yet you've barely uttered a vowel
Your eyes put the root on my weak heart
So I ran inside this hamster wheel
In hopes you would set me free
Time is up and need to break out
No more of this dizzying runaround
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 11:33 AM UTC
I dream of Sundays with you
In the next life after this one
Where your snore will awaken me
And your spiral curls tickle my eye
We'll lay in your bed under sheets
Witness the light of the sunrise
Decide on where to have breakfast
Feel too lazy to get up and dressed
I won't be void of your affections
In the next life after this one
You'll be my sweet baby
And I your greatest love
-DS
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 10:43 AM UTC
i think i’ve always known deep inside that you and i was never going to happen
but even though my mind is telling me that
my heart is telling me
yes yes yes
because everytime i look at you i feel something inside
that i haven’t before
and i know how cliche that sounds but
i truly cannot get my mind off of you
you are unlike any other boy i’ve ever seen
and not just because your eyes are bluer than all the rest but
because you make me feel like sunshine
even though you’re not even mine
can you imagine how bright we’d be combined
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
I'm rising
Then falling twice as fast and twice as far
There is a presence that follows me wherever I go
He always taunts me, intrigues me, leaves me
His touch is clammy yet satisfying
Yet the more I enjoy his presence the less of myself is here
It moves to a happier place
Full of love and life
And love
...
I am not there
I can see it but it is unattainable
I have become chained in the darkness by his presence
A caress of my cheek
An accidental nudge
To the point where even a look feels like his embrace
I sink deeper
Deeper
deeper
.
All I can do is sit back and watch the cycle continue
There is hope
It is right there in the light, where I am
I am there
But I am not
A piece of me is still chained in the darkness, never to return
Because I can save him
I can save the presence
If I stay long enough maybe he will join me in the light
Is it possible?
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 11:48 PM UTC
I suppose
I might have liked you more
before you liked me
when you were a
castle in the sky
a faraway dream
for others to have and to hold
but not me
certainly not me
when you were a
shining vision
of unattainability
I suppose
I've always been this way
always wanted more
wanted what I can't have
bored when I get it
always wishing
always wanting
dragging myself through the pain
in order to say
"look, I survived it
look, how strong I am"
nevermind
that I caused it
so I don't know
if I can deal with
your sudden attainability
don't know
if I can coerce myself through
the boredom of
happiness
Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 7:13 PM UTC
I've seen rabbits that do it, in France
I've seen birds that do it, in dance
But nohow and nowhere
Have I seen it there
Her party that happens, sans pants
Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 11:25 AM UTC
Spirit, yearning so
waves, the cherry blossom hangs
so high; so my love.
Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 3:52 PM UTC
Friendships are more difficult
Because you can't find an easy way
To separate love from lust.
A hug is never just that...
Because for just a split second,
You can feel the connection, the trust.
You project an air of sensuality.
You can't help it...
It's in your talk, walk, the way you move.
Your rawness scares them.
It makes you unique, different.
And they're left craving only you.
They think it's a good thing
Because you're blessed with the body.
You could make men fall at your feet.
But you don't.
Kind, gentle, soft, you're not of this world.
Paradise is where your mind and body meet.
You will always be a heartbreak away
From the anger men will impose
On your delicate soul.
In the end, you'll be alone
Because you fear intimacy.
My Perfect Angel, whose heart he stole.
Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 2:06 AM UTC