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If It Were

if it were physical

I’d cut you off

if it were mental

I’d forget to remember you

but I think this connection

sees deeper than the tide of sun

or the unluckiest tempest of the sea

and though we’ve disagreed

in levels of silence, decadent ignorance

unpalatable by most conscious beings

each time we found open fields once again

maybe we’ll stop bickering

start rebuilding

bridges towards old paths forgotten

and memories of new dreams embodied

in the wishful words

I do

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overwhelming

the sun rays touch me hotter

luna pulls my emotions deeper

my hands graze green grass, tall

and full of life, my lungs

absorbing every fantastical drop

of moisture in the air

nature, remind me of what comes

help me forget what is already

I feel so overwhelmed by man

natural seems underwhelming

forgive me

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where was I?

stirring in my bones

marrow, make way for song

sincerity found in silence

bleeds the solemn of sadness

gutted but never gullible

I follow the sound of love

not versed by any man

yet echoed off ancient rocks

lifted by the wind

and carried to the farthest edge

of the eternal sea

existential fear driven away

replaced with your face

now, where was I?

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where was I?

stirring in my bones

marrow, make way for song

sincerity found in silence

bleeds the solemn of sadness

gutted but never gullible

I follow the sound of love

not versed by any man

yet echoed off ancient rocks

lifted by the wind

and carried to the farthest edge

of the eternal sea

existential fear driven away

replaced with your face

now, where was I?

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bleeding stops

caressing hands

wipe tears from our eyes

the sun never stopped shining

though you found somewhere

anywhere, to hide

we loved you not

for what you could be

but for what you are

sometimes, we forget that people

are emotions and desires

rolled into flesh and taught

to keep our feelings under wraps

fearing abuse or laughter

we become robotic, uninitiated

undesirable scruples

not me, and surely, not you

as long as we’re together

I’ll always find space in my heart

not just for your sake

but mine as well

I’ve watched enough people die

today stops the bleeding

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never meant to find

is it me

is it you?

should I give ultimatums

and watch you leave too?

sometimes I feel I care too much

and you don’t care enough

is it love? is it lust?

is it just my inability to realize

that you were never meant for me?

I see you talk, not with me

call others, not with me

do I pick bad people

or do people become bad people

with me?

is being with you

keeping me from someone better

or am I never meant to find them?

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killed twice over

Shrug my shoulders

Throw my hands in the air

I can’t make you care for me

And I can’t force you to see

That my love for you is real

Deeper than drought

splitting nerves,faster

with each breath, and every day

Is another overloaded sink

Hot water expanding my mind

It overflows into cracking voice

And prose that shows what I know

You don’t care, you never did

And I was stupid enough to ignore

The signs, the obvious

I wanted you to love me

So I chose to be oblivious

But I too deserve a happy ending

I must recognize the truth of us

You want to be desperate

Am I to be the one to separate?

It hurts to leave what was loved

But I receive none

And kill myself twice

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objectified

I’m not

Your toy

Your piece of pleasure, object of dreams

I could be your doll, let you dress me up

Pick and choose when to take me out

How much you would love it

If you had the handsomest doll

Of all your schoolhouse friends?

How aesthetically empowering it must be

To have me strapped to your hip

Endowing you with undeserved niceties

If only I could reanimate

And clutch your throat in envious shame

Why do you treat me like this

There’s no anger in my eyes, only a goal

I am loved, dearly and immeasurably

And if not by you

Then by the only one that matters

Me

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one of many

I’m not the only one

I’m one of many twos

Threes and fours

Fives and sixes

You rank them all, you test them all

Tease them all

I can play every night till I die

But if you don’t level up

Then wasted breaths are curses muttered

When I’m passed by someone else

But real shit, if I can’t be your one

Why be anything to you at all?

All or nothing, everyone needs something

To believe in

And I won’t ever be led on into empty space

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strike me dead

Strike me dead, if you will, if you must

But I’ve survived one hundred percent

Of my bad days

My good-for-nothing, thoughtless days

I trust the process, reap the results

And pray to god I get to do it again

I can be killed, just not by you

Breathing poems with every step of my shoe

Ballistic missiles tearing down every rebuke

Heat-seeking rays devour simplistic views

Though I find myself down in the blues

I realize not everyone can see what I see

Or believe what I believe

I’ve been led to find the spirits who do

Life’s too short to take someone’s scraps