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I was enough till it wasn't !
In this one statement,  I see bravery, growth, strength, peace ,irony, sadness ,Redemption.
                       Apply how you will.
  Nov 2017 Tiffany Ann Martin
Iska
unspoken words spill through the air,
dripping and falling both vile and fair.
unspoken love unspoken hate,
I see it all no need to blate.
In anger your vision clouds in reds,
when cold clarity smears my vision instead.
In sadness you worry and weep in pain,
wondering if perhaps I'm just not the same.
But sorrows, I have no time to attend,
all I can do is assure your still my friend.
In happiness you claim, I'm the best friend you've had,
when in reality I'm wondering, if you've gone quite mad. :)
I see it all, both old and new..
from the silent worry to
the unspoken "I love you"s
to this I say no need to fret
for you I can not abandon yet.
and as to the love, you keep silent in fear,
you know that I cannot help you here...
I belong to another, yet i still hold you dear,
and know, that as a friend, I shall always be here.
for the eyes of one man alone to hold
for to him this poem is carved from gold.
there's no such thing as a uninjured soldier

We all come back with some type of scar

Whether it's physical are mental

it's not always so obvious to see right where they are

our job is not for the faint-hearted

there were decisions that were made

some stories would never be shared

just know that history was changed

while fancy speeches are given and politeness is practice

those who are in power look to us to have an eye on the factions

those who operate in the Shadows are always aware

that there are only a few

that standing inbetween success and

failure knowing the odds and still

choosing to be there
I like to thank all military and your families for the sacrifice they have made for the country to ensure our freedoms.
What If everything was obtainable

will that sharpen my focus

on what's worth grabbing

our would it dull my senses so

I'm  lullbyed
  
Into  mediocrity

What has history taught

If everything is obtainable

Will it lose its savor and  luster
I needed to explore the core of me

then and only then will the truth come out

I was the girl  in the mirror

the one they whispered about

I knelt beside the pools of selfishness and pain

disappointments resentment
anger

the view was all the same

pictures of my life

that played over and over again

Draining my river of happiness the steam is growing thin

I know what I have to do is to go  further down

I have learned I can't love you if I don't love myself

or else we will both drown.
the absence of life is felt
all around

the absence of the life she knew

fell like sand  being poured out of the ground

will she wake up from her slumber

will she ever look around

will He revive those dry bones

when His voice calls

will she hear the sound
As I climbed it got darker and

darker and I was afraid

As I  climbed it got darker and
darker

I wanted to turn back
around again

As I climbed the space narrowed

I had to take off things that were carried on my back

As I climbed I blindly trusted

As I climbed believing and not believing searching for a sign

As I climbed seeking the Light, the Truth and balance

As I climb
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