Passive

I felt the glass crack in between my fingers The fucking rage The frustration that lied within your name I let go of the rope I let go of the hope But you treat me like… Like you never let go… Projection is everything What you mirror is not me It’s you…. Nothing is what…

Paradox

I’m trying my best not to like you But you’re treating me like the flower that I am It’s making me soft and I’m smiling for no reason at all I’m no good at love I’m better at omitting the truth Concealing my heart I’m no good at hugs Worse with goodbyes You’re exactly what…

Welcome back.

There’s a woman outside my door Outside of my core She seems so familiar That stance Grounded like a tree Branches full of life She takes a deep breath Anticipating what’s coming next But this time she beams with excitement The dust has settled. You see, it all made sense now A naked canvas A…

Just strangers.

It was supposed to be forever  But I’m looking at pictures  Going down memory lane Feelings I can’t describe  I tried to give you a home I tried to give you a partner I tried with everything in me I know you’d give anything to have her back But she’s long gone  Making way and…

Beauty sleep

I was never asleep Consciously I was woke But life had me muted Searched for answers outside of me You keep hitting the snooze button on me Because all you crave, is new panties, With the dead  The ones who sleep walk But I’m wide awake, and on a quest  You’re a little in between…

I would love to thank you all for all the love and support over the last two years. I am happy to share that I have published my very own poetry book. Please pass along the link. https://www.createspace.com/6918864

Get me out of here.

I won’t get in my feelings  That ship has sailed for me This bridge has been lit Ghost of the past taught me never to be naive Some hands aren’t strong enough to catch something good… And not all eyes see Not like your ex Wont be like your next  Definitely will not be your…

Time is up.

Wish you the best Even though you gave me the worst Looking back… Looking back?  Looking forward… I was the heart I was the battery I gave us life I kept us going Words you never said Feelings that were never expressed Suppressed by old wounds Echoes surround you now Your shadow keeps you company …

Raised by a mother who rarely shared hugs and kisses consumed by herself she left her kids to fence for themselves. Haunted by her mistakes he learned to become cold and distant and just as selfish as she Pushing away everyone he truly loved because he didn’t know how to accept love Never realizing It…

The struggle.

I’ve learned that “I love you’s” can leave as quickly as they come. That people will miss you but pride won’t allow them to pick up the phone. I’ve learned that dispointments get old and so does searching for the answer. That my heart isn’t made out of ice, I refuse to be as cold…