Feeling a little numb. Not sure if it’s the weather...
Tag: poems
Echo – January 17, 2020
I wonder Every moment Of everyday When you Will come to me
From the Skies – January 16, 2020
Your role is as clear As the mountain stream. I look at my reflection, And she stares back. Her own heart is dropping From the skies.
By a Thread – January 14, 2020
You surely remember You died that day too I think in a way we all did But life went on And here I am Trying to remember The things put down Only if I knew How impossible it would be To pick them back up. Yes, I’m sad she is gone But that is not … Continue reading By a Thread – January 14, 2020
Never Alone – January 9, 2020
Feel me Graze your skin, And know that I am here. ~~~ Feel me Slide down your neck, And know that I am still here. ~~~ Feel me Jump in your throat, And know that I am here. ~~~ Feel me Come from behind The tiny hairs Everywhere Raise up To remind you I am … Continue reading Never Alone – January 9, 2020
Bouncing – December 28, 2019
The darkness Holds my hand Bouncing in circles ~~~ Quietly screaming For me to let go ~~~ Closing in Breathing Out ~~~ Frolicking And dancing ~~~ Spinning in circles Plucking my brow To shape the mood ~~~ Out of the darkness I let go ~~~ As the circles bounce Away So far away ~~~ Gone … Continue reading Bouncing – December 28, 2019
So Many Stars – January 6, 2020
Pacing Looking out All the meat Passing by Feeling my heart thump faster Even though I’m standing still Ten licks forward, ten licks back Nowhere to go Yet, I’ve been here before Eyes I see so many eyes Drooping and wide open I wonder... Too much rattling of the brain Makes the Legs tire From … Continue reading So Many Stars – January 6, 2020
Wasted Things – January 6, 2020
I have seen things Been through things I cannot undo things All because I trusted you. You dropped me, Emotionally Half ass loved me Only for who... Sometimes I catch you staring And question... Would words, Help me break free, Letting you in To see the real me. But in the end, Words are just … Continue reading Wasted Things – January 6, 2020
Masked – January 5, 2020
Mind your manners, put your tears away.
What’s Left, In Front of You – January 1, 2020
See me; Through my tears Past the nit picky Into the deep Down Deep Valley Beyond the shadows Where the light creeps Up Hitting and Cracking the Layers Upon layers Of cut down Rings Left standing alone Ignored and forgotten Until everything Is all gone And people wonder why There is nothing to breathe Nothing … Continue reading What’s Left, In Front of You – January 1, 2020
Mercy – December 26, 2019
I struggle finding the rhythm In a tapping foot But it’s there... Mercy
You, in the Background – December 26, 2019
Thank you, For keeping me Standing up tall There are days My limbs Seem so heavy It’s hard to do Or be Helping to lift me Where I needed Right here Pointing in a direction Something I couldn’t always see Kept me moving on Constantly How many times I wanted to break Shattering At my … Continue reading You, in the Background – December 26, 2019
The Whelm – December 25, 2019
What happens In the moment Just before it hits you The whelm Of your non existent dreams The dreams you Think you want to play In your head Only to Make you wake Drenched And submerged In the love That surrounded You once upon a time
Out There – April 1, 2019
Something is different. Can’t quite put my finger on it, Floating around in my thoughts.
Crooked Eyes – December 20, 2019
The pictures I paint in my mind. You, your beautiful A mess And strong. Your hair is dirty and unnatural . Your words come easy, And so do you. The trust you give Makes my head tilt As I look back at you With crooked eyes.
Opaqued Vision – December 15, 2019
I fail to see You in me, Or anything Necessary To set be Free.
Hold On, To What – November 11, 2019
Dead They’re all dead I see them in my head Dancing and flirting Dropping Like flies Swatting Combative Trying to be free Let go Of the nothing That holds me instead
Spiced – November 18, 2019
Branches, scattered Leaves, clinging Against the dull heavens ~~~ Roasted with red spice.
Tears – December 10, 2019
In those moments She peeks around the corner I take a step back And hold my breath Hoping the tears Might pass me by
Expectations – October 20, 2019
Her death Smeared across my face Tangled my hair ~~~ I just prayed, or something like that I was strong enough ~~~ To see myself through And those I held dear Could weather the wrath I was about to Unleash ~~~ I no longer expect Much from others Except for The values I hold true
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