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When God meets me he will look down and say
"Why" nothing else just one simple word "why" It just happens to be something I ask myself too
Why do I believe every lie that gets sold to me
Why do I waste my time trying to form bonds
Why does every solution I come up with fail
Why can't I express myself with my voice it's as if God's hands are wrapped around my voice
I try and try but can't seem to make any noise
Why do I write to heal only for those words to escape me too like a convict on the run
Why do I keep trying
Why
Just why
Why God
These are the questions I will have
When I meet God
I never really did quite belong

I felt like I was just always being dragged along

Every word I spoke was white noise like a fan while you sleep

I never really did make a peep

My head hung low

Lost in thought

Looking beaten and bruised as if I'd just fought

Well in some way I did and still do

I'm sure lots of you do too

The voice gets louder and the devil's get stronger fueled by my own thoughts

I only go outside when rain falls from the sky

it makes my tears not so clear

I guess Im still in fear of being a

Misfit
Another long one sorry about that
When words fail actions speak
When actions speak words fail
Supposed to be a play on actions speak louder than words but sometimes our actions undermine our words
Tethered between heaven and hell

Sitting staring silently sobbing

I place all my hopes ‘n dreams on to the wishing well

Wishing that one day just like the stars above

I will shine long after my days have come to an end
When i was young I learned to tie my shoe
I learned to read and to write
I learned about what was wrong and right
I learned about the colors like black and white
Then like the shadows trying to hide from the sun
I learned about things not so clear
I learned about things not so innocent
I learned about life about things my parents wanted me not to see
I learned about pain unlike that from the scraping of a knee
I learned about life and how no matter how it will always be companied by death
I learned about pleasure and that every star will one day fade
I learned about people and the good they can do
I learned that just as life is always companied by death and just as every star fades not everything is as clear as we choose to believe
I learned that the people that we think we may be are always different than what others see
I learned that now matter how much we learn in our lives we will always have more to go  
Now I just need to learn how to be the best version of me
Thomas Freeman Sep 2024
Crying sobbing sad
Then like a switch moods brighten
Thriving gleeful glad
Thomas Freeman Jun 2024
Life is what we make of it just like family
Family isn't always the one we're born with
It can be those we hold dear to our heart
Yet not an ounce of blood is shared between us
They may not feed nurture or shelter us
But the laughs memories and bond we create both sustains and shelters us from many things
But not everyone is lucky or confident enough to find that family and to those that haven't I say keep trying because nothing in life is more important than family wether it be by birth or by choice
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