#vindication
instant chemistry,
instant spark.
new person, new topics, new feelings
yet somehow, it feels as if we’ve already met.
a familiarity in you that I see in me, too.
common interests, humour, and laughs,
the only two things that separate us
are gender and heart.
a newfound bond,
a connection I already see
shining strong and true.
you see me, and I see you
our real selves, transparent and clear,
as if we read each other fluently.
it hasn’t been long since actually knowing you,
yet it feels like I’ve known you my whole life.
our friendship still new, still beaming, hopefully true
but with misread signals and miscommunication,
each falling for someone,
but I thought you liked me.
you didn’t know I liked you.
feeling like an idiot
hurt and annoyed.
after feeling it all, I realised
my feelings were real, but untrue.
I like you a lot,
but not how I thought I did.
I thought I had a romantic crush on you,
but I have a crush on you as a person,
as a friend.
and I’m so glad we’ve met now
and get to live this life together,
finally having someone
who sees our real selves,
finally seeing something deeper
than the reflection in a mirror.
Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 2:41 AM UTC
No matter what I find
I'm so glad I chose to hide
Instead of doning a disguise
I waited until I could find
A place that wasn't just in my mind
To trust myself to be alive
I'm so proud to be in a place
To no longer believe it when they say
I was born a certain way
The rage
It comes from a true place
My heart of hearts true faith
I refuse to replace
With self hatred
For their own sake
Instead of shaving down
The life I've built around
The one that I burnt down
I'll protect it with that same rage
You told me was my worst mistake
And when you see me face to face
with regret
I'll **** doubt instead
May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 8:07 AM UTC
It’s actually quite fun
throwing mud,
if you can accept it
sticks sometimes
to your own slow fingers,
staining them.
But gather it all up
in handfuls,
dirt, wet for preference,
delightful
as missiles targeted
away there:
At the dark heart hated
by us all
and by all means repeat
the treatment,
until the target becomes
the victim.
There. Hopefully you feel
better now.
Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 3:54 PM UTC
Writing my life
With the blood of those who tried to change my story.
Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 5:00 PM UTC
I'm not standing next to you,
Because I'm busy back-stabbing you.
**** you.
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 4:11 PM UTC
Recipe for a good night:
-Half a cup of sweetness
-Half a cup of imagination
-Teaspoon of love
-Just a pinch of vindication
-Tablespoon of memories
Mix well for a good
Reality evasion.
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 7:48 PM UTC
Whether the rain pours,
hail falls,
and mud seeps inside my shoes,
I always walk.
Whether there's a better,
easier way
to reach where I'm trying to go,
I always walk.
Whether there are hands extended
or faceless shame,
ever since the age of three
I always walk.
Whether you care,
whether the wind is at my back,
I've never been carried,
I always walk.
Even when my mother cries,
even if my father dies,
if my children are my own,
they will walk
close behind.
Whether love
or pollen
pollutes the air
and my red eyes can no longer see,
I will always walk.
Whether the song I sing
is one that you know,
or one that you don't care to hear,
I always walk.
Cars go rushing by,
people pass in silence.
Like the potholes you swerve to avoid,
I persist.
I fell once;
I crawled and begged for a hand,
but I was held down and convinced
I would never walk again.
Then I stood;
On that day,
with vindication in the breath I exhaled,
I swore to always walk -
and even God took note.
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 3:46 PM UTC
*On misty recalled mornings
'pon a haze of vindication's wake
you can still hear their whispers
echoing through distressed treetops,
they were lovingly planted midst
meadow's wildflower embrace
gazing into the depths of surmise,
planning their rendezvous to forever*
**when her husband abruptly surprised them
with a double blunderbuss shotgun blast,
right between their cheating hearts**
~ *if you listen intently, their spirits
linger still amid bluff's bluster*
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 1:22 PM UTC
Point the finger
As 3 point back at you
Notice the speck in my eye
As sawdust clouds your view
Blame me for all your troubles
We will see just where that leads to
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 3:01 PM UTC
I screamed at my mother
until my voice hurt
I knew I was crazy
but I was so scared
she looked at me
like I was
her cup of coffee
that had spilled
I’m afraid
I can get in trouble
for being afraid
following the dog days
when you dogged me
in all ways
nothing kept me grounded
I forgot about the earth
heart was electrified
need for sleep unrecognized
I walked towards
who I left for you
hoping that if
I slept with him
you'd hear about it
you’d be jealous
when you called me
button
you were really saying
you couldn’t join two parts
without my help
now you can only
text me when
you’re alone
unlike when
you needed me
to keep your hole
from tearing
apart
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
I know deep inside,
That this vindication,
was an indication of my hate,
and it came around pretty late.
It was built up rage,
let loose from its cage,
and I put it up on a stage.
I could've avoided it all,
had I remained calm.
I could've avoided this disaster,
Had I not drove on,
Especially when my minds red light was on.
I guess I am to blame,
for your claim and things will never be the same,
I guess I am to blame.
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 3:59 AM UTC