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v Mar 2019
"brothers in arms", that's what you said we were
when we got into trouble, we went in together to face the world
but when it came down to it, you threw me under
convicted; for a crime i didn't commit
v Jan 2019
i am still broken

i am still sore

all of the wounds he gave me

the ones that i have borne

though i am injured,

i am still recovering

but i will try my best

to care for my love
v Jan 2019
there are but 2 reasons to be an educator;

one is to teach them about your successes,

to tell them how much you have conquered through perseverance and hardwork

about how you climbed the tallest of mountains and explored the deepest of waters

the other is to teach them about your failures,

about how you were beat down and how you lost everything

about how you were pushed into the dirt

that sometimes gritting your teeth and putting your all amounts to nothing

but you stand tall, in a room full of unlimited potential

helping along thirty unique personalities in the span of a year

how they can learn from your victories and the times you were forced to concede

so that one day, they may strive to be greater men
v Oct 2018
love is not a bed of roses

because looks may be deceiving

it may look attractive and inviting

beautiful petals, bold and red

however laying upon it, you would sink into the thorns

the pain of being impulsive

the pain of taking the easy way out

love is more like a bed of needles

it may appear painful at first

being tied down, sacrificing your hobbies, time, money

but laying upon it would show stability

and the best relationships overcome their hardships

for the greater good

for each other
v Sep 2018
looking into the future, i see nothing

no light, no start, no happy ending

a darkness that consumes hope

death, debt and broken dreams

what's so good about the future

because all i see is a broken me
v Jul 2018
how many stars are there in the sky

twinkling lights painted on a blank canvas during the night

we count the stars that make our constellations

we count the galaxies that pass by and wonder about the light that they hold

but i can only focus on one

and during the day it burns bright

my sun
all that glitter is not gold
v Jul 2018
you don't get it
you don't understand
i'm not enough for you
i know where i stand
i'm trying my best to love you; to provide
but i know i'm not enough for you

i’m not even good enough for myself
i don’t know what to do
i struggle to keep myself afloat
to find a way to carry you too
i know i’m not strong enough
i know i can’t do anything right
all the wrongs i’ve done
were from things i thought were bright

but please don’t leave me ana
please don’t leave me again
i’m barely living while with you
when you leave i would be dead
am not as good as I used to be..
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