I have been asleep at the wheel, Driving in the dark, Hands tied behind my back, Feeling my way through life, Senses turned off. Or so I thought.
Tag: feelings
Time Warp – April 12,2019
Eleven years. Together. Twelve and a half weeks. After. Ten weeks. Later. Worlds start spinning. Twenty-nine years have passed. Since I last saw you.
Green – April 19, 2019
Put up a pattern Label it green Feel the life moving, It’s ever so serene.
Impass – May 25, 2019
Lost interest, Fallen care. What is left for us? I’m unaware.
Eyes Wide Open – May 20, 2019
Pupils dilated. I see through to your sadness, Underneath into the pools of love. Pain floats close to the surface. Where ripples love to play, Distorting what you have to give. The anger stings the outstretched hand. Are your eyes wide open, Or halfway closed?
Motherless Daughter – May 24, 2019
Mama, please don’t go, I’m not strong enough. The memory of you, Lost in the waves of time And too volatile to prod. ~~~ Life moves fast, I had no choice. Heart breaks a thousand times each day Bellowing for you. ~~~ Your lessons are a record, In my mind, But I’m still weak Not … Continue reading Motherless Daughter – May 24, 2019
You’re the… – May 21, 2019
You're the ball to my chain You're the sandpaper to my wood. You're the gasoline in my fuel tank. You're the anchor to my ship. You're the sun to my mood. You are the heart to my soul. You're the you to me that makes us, us.
Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019
Within a heartbeat, They meet. Survival of the fittest. Drawing in the who, Soul crosses body. Is it in the atmosphere, Or the garden we lay? How do we become, You or I? The love we’re given? The hate we reap? Decisions made Before allowance To understand A path chosen A choice passed by Blink … Continue reading Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019
Sculpted – May 18, 2019
The ugliness I’ve sculpted, Plain and simply, me. Escaping the whirlwind that returns, Unknown. Seeing the beauty Encapsulated by your life, Breaks my heart And sucks me back in. Treasured memories Are few between. Swept away by The dependable wind. Will we meet again? Will we know each other? The ugliness I’ve sculpted, Plain and … Continue reading Sculpted – May 18, 2019
Painsanity – May 16, 2019
Falling to my knees, Heavy and hard. Breath puffs forcefully Between my lips. Chest is now empty, A nothingness surrounds me. My tears don’t wait. Sheets of water Stream down each cheek. The dust quickly shifts to dirt. It splatters onto My already stained shorts. Panting ensues, I grab at my neck. A primal need … Continue reading Painsanity – May 16, 2019
Tomorrow – March 17, 2019
Muster up the strength to survive. Take all the sorrow, Always remember there’s tomorrow.
Numb – May 14, 2019
I’ve got nothing Going numb Days seem long Filtered Getting old Over again.
Normal – March 21, 2019
I’m not objective. how could I be? Always my own cheerleader. Everything’s great, I’ve got this, No problem. Fake it till you break it. Sit down, strap up, and hold on. It’s not... You don’t... you’re hurt... It’s ok, the good news is, You’re normal.
Cloaked – May 14, 2019
This family, Is not mine Un-included Far away Distant thought Touches down Separate the pain Packed into boxes The picture drawn Delicate Rage placed Just out of sight Between the lines Stippled over An artists piece Studied You’ll find me there Emotions checked Hiding inside The beauty drawn On the page In front of you.
Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018
The sky slurs awake, As the day begins. My eyes creep open. This weight From years gone by, Alone and heavy. You never visit me while I sleep, But surround me in sorrow In my waking hour. On edge. Inhales shallow. Eyes swollen. Unnumbered hours Have passed me by Without the scent of you. Today … Continue reading Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018
Skin – May 7, 2019
Want to shed this skin. Urges come and go. To release the hate It holds me tight, Binded. Cracking the door Open, as it shuts. Slammed in my face. Fuel trickling on the fire. Burning in its place. Right where I am, Is right where I’ll be.
Can’t – May 8, 2019
I can’t do it. I don’t want to do it. But I do, For others Even when there’s nothing left for me.
A concept – May 7, 2019
What if I were to tell you, Life is one big perception. Would you believe me?
If There Is A God – February 17, 2019
My mom believed God would save her, At least welcome her. I believe, if there is a God, For her.
Belly – May 8, 2019
My belly is bloated. Full of this queasiness I cannot exude. I’m left with swishing. Gurgling up into my Adam’s apple, That belongs to you.