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Oct 2021 · 112
Gaslit
Michael Oct 2021
one foot in front of the other you'd say
yet for some reason all you do is downplay

"it's just a phase," "its because your stuck in your ways"
but even when you'd abandon me on the holidays

you were my best night, my worst fight
a reason to stay up till the moon light
half of what I'd write, yet we ended full of spite

it was the sneaking behind my back
all the qualities I seemed to lack
and how you always made me feel like I was the maniac

you never truly cared for me
don't you dare say you love me
or even begin to talk about how great we could be

because real love should never be this absentee.
Jul 2021 · 112
the abyssal zone
Michael Jul 2021
finding myself too often, trapped in your shallow waters
stuck searching for your heart, like an otter to an urchin
yet I've never been able to crack you open, no matter where I'd start

it's always been falling apart, a divergent boundary over an open ocean
even when my emotion ceases, it only ever lasts a moment
swallowing my pride and emptying my tears, the only thing still working

tears lurking into pools of wishful thinking, even with its own flood tide
yet there is only one way to cope, drinking and trying to stop sinking
maybe one day if I ever gain hope, I'll escape the abyssal zone

but I don't want to swim anymore.
Apr 2019 · 129
The Flowers of Tomorrow
Michael Apr 2019
In a garden of transgressions

Were the rains of normality disappeared

And the rays of contentment faded

The soil crusted with dreary sentiment

It was there I lied, a flower starved of regularity

Wilted, displaced, and in uncharted territory

A journey to comprehend my circumstance began

The sudden realization that every season can be a cause for reason

With that, gratitude began to poor in

The rhythms of sorrow transformed into opportunities for self-development

My buds of self-worth, security, and understanding began fluorescence

The rains of normality no more, but of support and growth

Rays of happiness and understanding

Beauty within the dissonance.
Mar 2019 · 117
Which way to go?
Michael Mar 2019
You never think about nobody but yourself, selfish
You have been treating me so reckless, endless
Without you it's been so lonely, friendless
But your lying through your teeth, jealous
My heart has become so cold, defenseless
Calling on god for you, helpless
You'd probably decline though, open-ended
Feb 2019 · 106
Sunflowers
Michael Feb 2019
Do you see me as a flower?
Beautiful, yet without any power
Tears of pollen escaped my quivering face
It was there that I died, picked off the ground
But my tears gave rise to a bright kingdom in a garden of transgressions
Feb 2019 · 302
Sleeping Grief
Michael Feb 2019
10:30 your slumber begins
no worries or thoughts of days since past
where we'd hold hands and say forever
but that had to end

11:30 you hold me closely
saying you're lonely
I give my testimony
we can't last together
no matter the weather

12:00 you ask if we'll see each other soon
maybe someday
on the other side of the moon
I whisper as your breaths give way
don't slip away...
Dec 2018 · 206
Communication Error 404
Michael Dec 2018
Tell me how do I love you?
I need to know how to breakthrough
I wish that I could speak your language

I continually chase after the things I could never have
Facing all the fears I never grab
I sit back and rehearse my lines
But yet failed to see the signs, someone was eyeing you first
Yet I still jump in head first.

I can feel my world unfolding
Now tell me if your pretty heart is worth holding
I know you can hear me just please say I'm your dearie
If our hearts could be syncopated, then I might finally be vindicated
Just let me follow your stars tonight.
A short poem about the narrator failing to connect
Dec 2018 · 836
R.E.M Relationship
Michael Dec 2018
Everyday life is a struggle
Sometimes it may get a little a hard to juggle

But I just have to reminisce my anfractuous dreams
Dreams of love, sleeping side by side, with our fingers intertwined

You give me peace of mind, but these feelings are still in decline
Call you my R.E.M relationship, my slumber sweetheart
Because you’re always a dream away

Just.
A.
Dream.
This is just a short poem about a relationship that exists in the narrator's dreams even if it feels real.

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