Winnalynn Wood

Winnalynn Wood Feb 2022

half-hearted fluctuations
my worries deserve a standing ovation
the feelings never really go away do they?
even though I see you physically
I know you’ll never ever love me
toughest of luck knowing these things
if only the rejection didn’t have to sting
why do I wonder if you like me
if not a flirtatious moment was ever shared
confirmation is scented, it all makes sense
you never once nor will even care

Winnalynn Wood Feb 2022

Minds Like Dimes

I’m an obsessive, never a natural, try-hard train wreck
Hurtling myself towards guys who could care less

And every ounce of words that I said
Shifts mindlessly through the cracks of your head

You can’t change peoples minds
By the simple flip of the dime

Guessing I’m a whittled little shrivel without you
My heart is a shaking blue without the blanket of a warmer hue

That you could have been, instead
Cues of admiration flew over your head

Winnalynn Wood Feb 2022

Jaded us, Blushing me.

I gazed upon your figure beside the lake
Missing the sad-trodden look on your face

A sparkling demeanor and flickering chandeliers
Quelled the aching in my heart from sorrow-trodden years

I didn’t need blush when I was with you
Your presence granted my rosy hue
It marched unmovable in passion-filled blues

You upended my roots beneath trees of
evergreen
Not knowing the truth is, they always leave

Jaded beads of dejection and rejections of many no’s
Dozens of faces and facades with nowhere to go

Winnalynn Wood Feb 2022

Precipice

A precipice to take a lift
A lift to space a fall
A fall to risk it all
A risk taken too brisk
A leap of faith to take
A soul to die and drift

Winnalynn Wood Feb 2022

Messed up

Yea I might of messed up today
Don’t think they’ll ever forget

Things aren’t always the same
But I need a brand new reset

If I had a shooting star to wish upon
I’d find myself forever beyond

Past the skies of cloudy grey
Racing by every previous mistake

Maybe I’d end up in the right end
Try to pick up a couple new friends

But everyone that I have to meet
Isn’t anything like what they seem

Why can’t I just be someone else
I’m tired of being called myself

When can what I achieve and try
Be something worthy in their eyes

I want to be seen, I want to be heard
I want the allowance to soar like a bird

I need some confidence to grasp
Every comment feels like an attack

It’s never mine and will never be on my side.

Winnalynn Wood Feb 2022

Haunt, want

What I always want
Never ceases to haunt

Inner traces left to begin
And certain longings dismissed

Always as it is, and never not the same
Thinking too much, what a shame

Winnalynn Wood Feb 2022

Escaping Me

Once upon a time seemed long ago
For time is crawling freely

With all too many souls to know
And laughter escaping me