You are an out of body experience I feel my soul lifting out of the grave and in to a garden You hit me like sunshine by the beach after a rainy day Like a big gulp of water after a long day of work You turn the mundane in to the insane And I love it You are a collage A barrage of colors An explosion of ideas and creations You must have honey in your veins I haven't even seen you Yet I feel like I've known you in past lives My mind feels so connected to yours that sometimes I wonder how I could be so lucky to cross wires with that impressive mind of yours You short circuited this broken drum pad and made it work You are music to my ears Poetry for the soul I went from tip toeing on egg shells to dancing under a waterfall Niagara falls but with you I rise Your words are candy to my new found, child like curiosity You are wonderful And fill me with wonder too Fill me like an empty bench at the park, you know which one The one you created for me to laugh and smile in while admiring the scenery Except You are the scenery The best scene in this film I feel like a star when we talk But we both know who the celestial body is Your energy lightens and powers and gives life to my world You destroyed the walls and foundation of the cell around my heart and mind And finally let the innocent prisoner out You tattooed sun flowers and orchids in to my mind Over the scars Over the layers of dead skin that now get goosebumps when I think about you To quote Pablo Neruda "I want to do to you, what spring does to cherry trees" And watch you blossom And tend to your dreams like a careful gardener And sit under your shade and breath the air you provide I'm terrified But it's the same positive fear I've felt before something amazing happens Like my first concert Or my first song Or my first lyrics Or my first performance You're the first person I've ever met that makes me feel like I can do anything But anything means nothing without you Your self doubt is beautiful Your self doubt is amazing How can someone fill me with so much, yet not be full of themselves? Truly a wonder of nature Truly a unique diamond in a world full of rhinestones Your intelligence is a strong, silent one That sings in multiple octaves when you think When you create I see entire universes I see the sun and moon The flowers and the oceans The movement of a couple waltzing under the stars The reach of a childs hands discovering life for the very first time I could learn every language on this planet And could still not find the words to describe you And still not find the right combination of sounds to tell you how amazing you are Not even Stradivarius could have crafted such an instrument Hendrix himself could not play a better chord Bocelli could not sing a sweeter note Aesop could not craft a better fable You're like a legend Something that only happens in the peak imagination of the most imaginative writers I've seen you in my dreams I've heard you in my music I've felt you every time I smile I've been looking for you I thought you were just another pipe dream But you hit me like ***** and I can't get enough I'm addicted to your art To your thoughts Your opinions and your vocal disdain for this bland world You are the shining light at the end of this tunnel I thought that light meant death, but you've proven me otherwise You must be an angel That brought heaven to earth And in to my home Thank you for being you, and for reminding me of who I am I truly value your soul And for tearing mine out of Hades and back to Olympus You're unreal You're dreamy You're like None Other You're like my favorite song And every remix of it You're the hand the Beatles wanted to hold And the one heel Achilles still had You stand your ground so hard the earth trembles As do I It's a wave of energy the likes I thought were extinct Tectonic plates shift when you think You rock my world Like a meteor from a distant universe
Yo se que me diste vida Yo se que soy tu regalo al mundo Yo se Pero no lo quiero Cómo te lo digo Qué no quiero estar aqui Ya no me aguanto el dolor Perdona me No es tu culpa Cómo decirte que no quiero vivir El dolor mas grande que el mío Ya no se
I don't want to exist. This is not a poem. But a cry for help. I only joined this website to connect with others that might feel the same. This is not a poem. This is not a poem. Today is my birthday and all I can do is cry. And suffer. This is not a poem. I just want to die.
I hate the rain ... .. . . . . . It creates puddles and forces me to see my reflection
My head tends to hang low, eyelids carrying the weight of my regrets.. Head in smoke clouds from burning forests Thunder in my mind, lighting the dark with it's temporary rumble and powering the deprecation machines
ah yes the DMs .
Whirlwinds pick up old headlines Tumbling and rolling inside my head
What's new, tell me something different
I hold a forbidden box ▪ Don't look inside or I might be embarrassed
Don't look inside or you might be annoyed
You might be scared You might feel uncomfortable You might like it
But this box is supposed to remain shut.
It's had enough rain inside it And you shouldn't have to swim in this ocean of misery
I tried to build a floating home from these broken pieces
But it's just too much
You'd be better off getting in a makeshift ship and manually paddling away
Who could blame you
This island is remote for a reason
Covered in land mines and emotional traps
Don't get caught, lest you flood this small patch of ground further