Zephyr

Zephyr Jun 2013

Skeleton

Eventually, late at night
when no one is there to see
all that anger
my only defense system

it just melts away,
laying in a pool around me

forgotten

until i need to clean it up
and put it back on.

And all thats left is a skeleton
and a small,
insignificant
slowly beating heart
trying to hide in a fragile rib cage.

Zephyr Jun 2013

Closing

I'll just let the webs

close my eyes again

as a slip into a deep sleep.

The spiders know when I'm up too late :P

Zephyr Jun 2013

Angel's God

She's an angel with no God
He decided to take a vacation
before searching for his angel.

She's been out there every second of every day
trying to find her God.

Little angel, calm.
God will find you,
when it's time, when everything will be perfect.

People will find each other in time, they just need to chill and live their life.

Zephyr Jun 2013

I need a punching bag

So I have anger issues,
at least I'm not punching through walls

(Although I'm training myself to do so, shhh, don't tell)
I don't want to tell any one that would actually do something of my problems.

They'll just start an interrogation
and that's the last thing I need
(I don't want to hurt them, they think they are helping)

So I guess I'll keep writing messed up poetry
that no one reads because it makes no sense.

And who wants to hear a demented person blab on?

As these muscles clench and unclench all day
trying so hard not to lash out at those I care about
(but why should I care? They don't care about me and they'll leave anyways)

A boxing class would be a great idea right now...
Rather hurt a huge bag of sand then destroy a school laptop.

Just exactly what I'm think atm, that's why it's messed up! Sorry for wasting your time writing useless stuff like this.

Zephyr Jun 2013

Another lost

I have an idea from another lost,
a bird that flew away before I could take a picture,
a spider that scurried away before it could be caught,
a pen that ran out of ink before I finished.

I have an idea from another lost,
a sentence interrupted,
a voice dried up,
a fish that lay choking on the sand.

Yet another thought maybe worth preserving
gone
vanished
dried out
interrupted
choked

gone

I have an idea from another lost
trying to make failure worth reading about.

Yes, the gone is put in twice on purpose! :)

Zephyr Jun 2013

Road trip!

"In the island in the sun, we'll be playing having fun"
Weezer blasts through the wind rushing through the open windows

It's been one of those days when I needed to let go of all these stresses,
so some friends, my second family, hopped into a van and rode away.

Nothing is better then knowing something exciting is going to happen,
only because it's better then what is speeding away behind you on the freeway

*Let's go somewhere new together

Zephyr Jun 2013

Writing Block

Beautiful pictures are weaved in my head,
so perfect, something that needs to be shared.

And thus I open HelloPoetry and try to write...
but it never comes out like I want it to,
I can't express anything in that perfect way,
it just comes out distorted and leaving behind disappointments.

I hate when this happens. Which is all the time.