What's The Matter Here?What's The Matter Here?2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
What came before the waking?
And what came before the dusk?
If the world continues to keep braking
what will become of us?
It's not as though we have a choice
to listen to one another or follow the
sound of another's voice.
I don't think we don't think.
I don't think we even blink
at the thought of what we've got
or is it what we have or have not?
How then do we make this work?
Did we forget it doesn't need us for it to work?
Did we even know that after all?
Do we really understand?
It's not ours to do with as we wish
we aren't all just a drift like a school of fish.
If you turn then I turn too,
and if I turn then you turn
that's just what we do
you go your way and I go mine too
But eventually we run out of room and we run out of time.
Where does it end?
Where does it my friend?
Let Go Hold OnLet Go Hold On2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything that matters or should matter let it go
Every person that ever loved you or will love you let them go
Every dream or wish you've ever had let them all go
Every wrong you never corrected just let go
Every hurt you ever felt or will know let them go
Every joy you may bring to others that brought joy to you let them all go
Giving up is easy
But holding onto all that is dear to you or that you'll ever care for
Is what sets us apart from those that just give up and those that refuse to walk away
Experience is Everything and NothingExperience is Everything and Nothing2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Everything that has happened or will happen was meant to happen;
However nothing was meant to last forever, even if it was intended to.
So live life like you meant to do everything that you did do or intend to do.
And don't worry if you or anyone else doesn't understand why everything happened.
Just be thankful that you lived long enough to experience it all.
I should have seenI tryI should have seen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I try
To be better
I try to be perfect
I want no fault
All for you
I only wish to be everything
And give you everything
I didn't know
I was hurting you
Again and again
You told me I was fine
There's nothing wrong
I should have understood
And accepted myself
We all have faults
It doesn't mean there's something wrong
I just wanted to reach the impossible
I wanted to be perfect
I should have seen
You love me
My Life In a NutshellMy Life In a Nutshell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My Life In a Nutshell
I (That's just another word for me.)
I tried to reason with myself today.
I didn't give you a fair chance to run before you fell in love with me.
By the way, why did you fall in love with me?
Or did you trip over the last heart you broke and land in my arms?
I saw the truth today.
It wasn't pretty.
Yesterday I had a dream.
You lost me.
I found me.
The world use to look so dim.
Oh wait, there's the light switch.
Damn, the light just burned out!
The future looks so bright.
No wait, that's just car headlights.
I think I died and went to...
Not you again.
Weren't you here last year?
I just started a new lease on life.
My credit score is above average.
Oops! I just read it backwards.
My mom use to say: Be whatever you want.
Mom I want to be adopted, just kidding.
My mom said: I want to be taken serious, just not too serious.
I wish I knew.
That's it, I just wish I knew.
Well that and many other things.
Bacon and EggsBacon and Eggs2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bacon and Eggs
If I should ever live to see
The end of the world by one hundred and three
And know the sound that it makes
When it breaks
I hope it sounds like bacon and eggs.
Master The ImpossibleMaster The Impossible2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Master The Impossible
Pay complete attention to nothing
and pay no attention to everything.
And if you can do both at the same time,
then you've managed to master the impossible.
PerfectionBeing perfect is impossible.Perfection3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But being imperfect, is perfect in itself.
My own bully.Everyday I hear the same words:My own bully.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Same things running through my head:
"nobody likes you."
"why are you awful at everything?"
Tormented by my own self.
"you need more make up."
Creating scars on my own body.
Being accepted by myself?
I am my own worst critic.
I am my own bully.
Procrastinating PossibilitiesProcrastinating Possibilities1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
If I put off until tomorrow what I could do today,
I'll have more time to contemplate how to not screw it up.
And if I do screw it up there's always another tomorrow to get it right.
not all the way through.i read once,not all the way through.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
“Adults often forget
what it’s like being young
because they block it out.”
right after that:
“Similar to trauma victims.”
last summer, when i told that man
old enough to be my father
that i had a boyfriend,
he said “so?”
when I told him i was a minor,
he said “and?”
there are no boundaries anymore,
and don’t tell me
“boys will be boys”
because that doesn’t make it
don’t tell me
I was asking for it
because what I’m really asking for
is for it
i wish i was a person
and not numbers on a scale.
i wish i was a human being
and not the cleavage in my tank top.
i wish we would stop hating ourselves.
i wish girls were allowed to say no
and eat every day
and forget to shave their legs.
i wish boys were allowed to cry
and be ballerinas
and speak up
when something hurts.
i wish we thought
we deserved more.
(and don’t tell me
none of this is sup
Her.I hate this. You have no idea how much I hate this. This lonely feeling that builds up inside, creating this dark isolation that keeps me caged up, alone with my thoughts. I see the way my friend looks at his girl, and the way she looks at him. Love. It's perfect. He'll wrap his arms around her and whisper in her ear "Hey, you're beautiful. But you already knew that." And I know, that that's the kind of love that I desire. To be with the perfect girl. To wrap my arms around her and whisper lovely things into her ear. I want to hold her hand when we go on walks and talk in our personal inside jokes that only bring us closer. I want to have those phone calls, late at night, where we fall asleep still talking on the phone. I want to slow dance with her in the rain, and then looks into her beautiful eyes, whisper "I love you" and then lean in for a kiss. I want to be able to cook with her, take naps with her, take care of her when she's sick, lonely, scared. I want to be her protecter, herHer.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This