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I am a father, boyfriend and ex
I am a brother, son, uncle and great uncle
I am a business man, officer and marketer
I am a designer, insurance agent and friend
that is just the tip...
I am a coach, teacher and board member
I am a manager, salesman and CMO
that is just the tip...
I am multi cultural not to be defined
I am skilled professionally
with simple tastes yet tastefully refined
I am a Christian first with that in mind
I am often seeking yet yearn to find
I am more than you may know
I am more that I tend to show
I am a private soul
I am a lover of life
I am a passionate male
with a passionate wife
I am more than you may know
673 days ago
I met the love of my life.
128 days ago
I became your wife.

I never could have imagined
What real love could grow into.
But my childhood, midnight dreams,
Came true when I met you.

As each amazing day with you
Turns into precious years,
I continue to find who I really am
And you relieve me from my fears.

The future with you, My Valentine,
Is beautiful beyond belief.
During times of bliss and joy,
And even during times of grief.

I will love you with all I have, my dear
Until the day I die.
For better or worse, rich or poor,
I'll be your valentine.
There's a river that flows
Although it can't be seen.
It is pure yet wild
But mostly serene.
It has no beginning
And it has no end.
It's more than a lover
And more than a friend.
It hates and it hurts
And it slams and it kills.
It loves and it touches
And it soothes and it heals.
It's sky and it's earth
It's black and it's white.
It's life and it's death
It's dark and it's light.
To each of us here
None see it the same.
But to all who have felt it
It carries the same name.
It is happiness and sorrow
Tears of pain and of joy.
It's a smile and a frown
It's a girl and a boy.

It is love.
Found this in a box of forgetmenots....aka a box of things I was saving in the closet lol. I have no idea when I actually wrote this, but it's definitely been over a decade!
the stars speak to me
tiny glimmers of hope dotted across the
vast abyss of darkness
for they burn for millions of years,
yet light up not a fraction of the sky
but they persevere!
they persevere for the one who might find solace in their glow.
lighting up even one person's life
is reason enough to keep going
to keep living
i love stars
 Jul 8 The Romantic
mini
i didn't want to hurt you
so i hurt myself

if someone were to ask me what we just argued about
i don't think i'd be able to tell them
we just were

i had enough when you turned the lights on
i threw my headphones out of my ears
stomped to the switch

i asked if i could turn the light off
silence from your end.

silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from all ends. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end. silence from your end.

i just wanted it to end.

i don't know what came over me
i snatched the black crown i wore for my sixteenth birthday
off of the shelf
and i bolted to the bathroom

i took a sec to admire it
reminding me how sweet and soft i used to be
16 // 19
where did my happiness go ?

i didn't want to hurt you
so i hurt myself

i dragged the sharp combs
down my forearms 8 times
it wasn't deep enough to my liking so--

i lost count.
all i can focus now is about how much it hurts
it stings, i wanted to stop
yet, i wouldn't without the sight of metallic blood seeping through the skin

i didn't go deep enough
i got scared.

i stepped back out, fixed my sleeve, tossed the crown on the ground

are you done ?

silence from your end.
'if you wanted to harm yourself why did you use the crown and not the--'

you laughed at me. you mocked my pain.
which, i have no idea what must've been so funny about it
maybe it's cause i was crying

i was crying because i've never done that to myself. i never felt the need. i had never felt the overwhelming urge to put a fist in your face that instead i chose the urge to take it out on myself. but you laughed. you laughed in my face. when i asked if i could turn the lights back off it was just silence from your end. then you told me i was wasting my own time.
right. i'm wasting my own time.

i just tried to get my things done.            you're supposed to be my sister.
well tonight was fun ! i was just trying to write.

in all reality, please don't ever resort to self harm. i'm taking this to therapy.
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