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Asking myself why is a constant. By extension asking myself how will-arise under any new possibility. I take a step back and peer at all the obstacles residing in my way; making mockery at my current position.
My soul is too old to settle
My mind is too deep to grasp the shallows
My bringing is too dark to contain the light
My destiny is but a flame in the void
- Stanza 1: Son
Hello?
Who are you?
You are me.
But I'm not.
I mean I'm what their I's want me to be.
I am who they are.
And they are who I am.
But now I look at the I AM,
Remorse of the Reavers
Crestfallen feathers and Spindlewood smoke
exhaust from the clashing Colossals asunder
The wail of the bairn crosses plains unforeseen
towards her cove where the she-beast lay broken
I just want someone to love me for who I really am. Handle me with my snort laughs, and my obnoxiously dark sense of humor. Hold me close when I’m anxiety ridden and full of pain.
I look over the oceans to find you,
where have you gone?
All I can think of is
expanse united,
it must be united
to find the one you seek.
I saw you in the sky
I saw you in the clouds
I saw you everywhere
With me, without a doubt
I kept looking at you
Couldn’t keep my eyes off
I am laughingThat I can be dummyBut I am still laughingAs the world looks badlyAnd the time passed quicklyI found myself lazyI am toughing that I am triflingAll are passed to me and runI look to the time in runI am searching ,searchingTo find myse
I cry I weep
I dont sleep
Night all alone
Hiding in my phone
Where am i
Where did i go
Do i run from myself
Wont i leave me alone
I am lost
It is dark
Will i come back
She
is nothing more than a masterpiece
trying to master her peace.
She
is her own anchor,
but she's lost at sea.
How could this be?
At night,
she sleeps with her thoughts
When I told my friend that I liked a boy she was ecstatic. She gushed. She squealed. She urged me forward.
When I told my friend he asked me out she screamed. She laughed. She yelled. She asked me when we were going out.
Dear God,
Are you real?
The world is tearing itself apart
Darkness grows and consumes so many
Leaving broken children, bitter mothers, hardened fathers
People hurt others and are hurt by them
She's walking down a stream of wonder
Searching for the place it's under;
Her eyes oblivious to what they see,
If only she could make believe.
Her mind is open wide this time,
I
Know
You
Saw
Me.
My
Body
And
Mind
Were
Weak
And
Fragile
My
Heart
Beating
Louder
Harder
Than
A
Drum.
But
We
My love, is it you?
i do not want to loose your soul for another because of blindness.
am i blind?
I miss you but i cannot remember who you are and loneliness
Sleep evades me;
My dreams propel me
To a greaeter unknown
Through all I've excelled
From the place from whence I came
To the road I will travel.
- A wandering soul
Searching high and low,Under, over,Down below.I keep searching, but I can never seem to find you.Can never seem to reach you.I guess I'm searching for something new,Something to change the skies from
Does anyone care what goes on anymore?
Children are fragile beings of the earth.
They abused and locked behind closed doors,
Kidnapped and killed just after day of birth.
Cherry blossoms come to lifeAnd people, hundreds of them sit togetherTalkingLaughingEnjoying themselves
I don’t know where I’m headed,
But I wanna know before I go
Which way is right? Which way is left?
One day, the veil
was blown away.
And I saw Him,
like the flowers in May.
His eyes were bright, deep,
I’ve heard, my dear, that you aren’t okay.
I’ve heard you crying, I’ve heard you say:
“I give up, I tell you. I surrender my soul.”
But I promise you that one day, you will be whole.
written 08/09/16
So much disappointment,
So much hate,
So much lies,
So many things that I'm afraid.
I seek to punish,
I seek to find pain,
I seek to feel alive,
His smile wasn’t always muddled in the shadows
Their hands clasping curls from his head smashing his body into the bus seat
He is strong; not a sound came from him and his tears were locked away
Life is a puzzle
A mystery
Finding our purpose
Is through finding ourselves
Finding ourselves
Is through our exploration
Words coursing through our veins
Yearning to share their secrets
The air is thick, stifling
My heart sinking
Stagnating, then exploding
Filling my mind with a million senseless thoughts
Somewhere amidst the chaos
It reassures me
Yet it used to
Annoy me so much
Thinking about
My choices being made
Without me as a thought
But for some reason
It now becomes a medicine
I plead for it
Chasing for a deeper meaning behind the twinkling lights above just as the man who stands inches away.
Road
I had opened my eyes for the very first time,
to a room darker than any I’ve ever been.
And although I couldn’t see a thing,
I’ve searched for you,
Through the smell of Hydrangeas we once saw blooming in the summer,
In the warmth where we took shelter inside each other’s embrace,
I fill ye treasure cove wit’ rubies ’n dimes
They be not essences from th' heavens,
Bein’ scratched from stolen times
Go 'head, pry like a slimy oyster,
I think I might have just been
born of a disease.
A disease where slowly my
flesh peels away
at the slightest remarks.
Where my eyes become to full
and my heart become to weak
What am I? Who am I?
Those simple questions have the most difficult answers
They may seem easy after finding the answers
But the difficulty is finding the answers
You can make up who you are
Again.
It came crashing down on my windowsil.
Raking, tapping, billowing.
It clouded my thoughts, yet cleared them too.
It reminded me of you.
A single mother in search of something
As bad as things get
I'll never stop searching
Trying to pick up the peices
Of a broken young girl
Trying to smooth out the creases
To know oneself, is to see yourself through others eyes. Through strangers words. Through societies lies, and still be able to sleep at night with your head held high and heart still beating.
You give me tears, you give me love, but there's more you do that lifts my heart, eve
I am tired and lost in my empty world
Looking for answers to my questions
Where do I belong?
Where do I go next?
What am I missing?
Am I in the wrong life?
Is it my hair, too short and too straight?
I am a lonely face
searching a heart to rest in
Yearn for a warm embrace
Soft and gentle skin
To protect and nurture
Help that being grow
I will search for her
Till the day I know
I'm lost.
I'm lost and I don't know where to go from here.
I'm being battered by the whirling chaos that is my mind.
I'm doing things that I never thought I would.
I traced the line of your jaw,
The slope of your lips,
And each curving eyelash,
Searching,
For the reset button,
That would bring you back to me.
I searched for love where it truly did not exist.
I searched,
And I searched, and I searched,
And left the same way I came,
Empty handed.
Sometimes we are bling
Even when the things we look for
Are so easy to find
Refusing to stop and think
I reach into the shadows and my hand touches your face,
Every single line of yours my fingers pretend to trace,
I wonder - could this torture last forever?
My love, I'm seeking you in shadows,
The alleyways are littered with broken bottles
Bleeding amber liquid
A fixer
Another boy pulls the trigger
And paints the dirt with
Something blue
It's like everything is falling
into my lap
onto my lungs
suffocating me
and making me feel the weight
of everything
all at once
drowning
You don't know me until you understand me
Can't understand me until you talk to me
Impossible to talk to me if you never seen me
But maybe...
You heard of me, so you asked about me
Love is family
Love is friends
Love is hard to pretend
Love is true
Love is dark
Love is strong with a spark
Love is me
Love is you
Love is very true
Oh teacher,oh teacher,How lost we each are.
Both reaching,both searching,knowing we are not truly showing who we are.
Will they listen now?Will they react now?Are their signs on how they fare?
Searched and prayed for, But never have I found, A love so tangible, It takes my feet off the ground. Seas of tears have fallen, Seasons do what they know, Beau!...
People think, argue, philosophize.
People dream, live, and die.
People hate, love, laugh, cry.
The actions of humans are so desperate,
But why?
Eyes met eyes walking by
Time that once raced, stood still
And if it still sped, care not did I
For the eyes that I met could kill
A voice rose up inside my throat
Not a word did I speak
A girls bestfriend, a type of jewel. Said to be a diamond , yet I think of it as another tool. Given to us used as a token, to fix something that should have never been broken.
So desperate for happiness, are you small child. Weak child, with your hands cuffed behind you.So desperate for joy, are you my child. Weak babe, with your feet caught beneath you. So tired, you are without a companion.All alone, are you who do n
They tell me it’s because I’m young
They say “Someday, you’ll no longer feel this way.”
“Things you never meant to say will brush your tongue.”
You are always waitingBut what are you waiting forAre you afraid if you go out to find itThat it may leaveOr that it will end up where you once wereSo shall you wait forever for something to happen
Who am I to you
When the thunder crashes down?
Cold wind fills your heart
And no one is around?
Who am I to you
When the light begins to fade?
Shadows fall in line
Innocence…Enlighten my eyesYour memory haunts my soulWill you forget me forever?Is our separation an eternity?Innocence…Vileness consumes meDarkness blinds me
I write to find myself. I write to sort this all out. I write because my heart and mind have much more to say that my mouth could ever accurately convey.
Search for me until you can’tSearching among the barren treesSearcher and hider must not become one. I become the searcher; I become the hiderDoes my contradiction contradict itself?
i achieve many in my life
but im always searching
to find more opportunities
to seize the moment
like challenges in life
i have to start somewhere
and find my way
i know i'll find it
soon
here we are
all alone,
each of us
a dry,
dead
bone.
NOTHING left
to loVe or haTe
a barren wasteland
of empty fate
The sun in east it stands alone,
And rays of day again they shone.
Rising up to face each day,
Looking for lost yesterday.
The moon he seeks but cannot find,
Always, Always on his mind.
Trapped in a box
Surrounded by boxes
Blinded by illusions
Searching for truths
What is reality?
Is there such a thing?
Every action has a reaction
So am I not just a puppet to the strings of previous events
Am i just a reaction to an action
Who am I?
Right now.
I know, I know.
But who am I, when the world turns dark?
As I wander through this endless park?
Am I me? Am I you?
Do I love? Do I hate?
He’s the one left behind
when they’ve walked away.
She turned and walked away with the rest of them
carrying pieces of him
but he couldn’t find the strength to move.
Sayde you made me a better person
You helped me decide what to do
With my fragile life
I turned on the light
And saw you laying there
You were cold and
Not shivering
You laid there in perfect silence
Sayde you made me a better person
You helped me decide what to do
With my fragile life
I turned on the light
And saw you laying there
You were cold and
Not shivering
You laid there in perfect silence
