When we’re old

We had said you and I, We would travel the world, if our paths met again. The moment seemed impossible, Yet something inside wanted to defy, So we took comfort in a promise we made, That when we’re old…. If our paths met again….. Yet today the sunrose and you were no longer here, WhatContinue reading “When we’re old”

Weakness

My weaknesses, my demons lazzines and procrastination. My vice, comfort and ease It seems a monumental undertaking To gather enough energy To break the stasis A bubbling desire, a sensed greatness Shackled down by fear and uncertainty What a demon to fight? When it offers comfort as an alternative.

How long

How long can you wait? Before making a decision you always knew you should take, but waited in inaction for things to change. How many years will go by? Living and disliking your life, ashamed and guilty. How much punishment can you take? Or will you wait for it to break you? Force you toContinue reading “How long”

The Man in the mirror (in the agony of becoming)

As I splash water on my face and look in the mirror, I realize I have never been the man anyone wanted me to be. Not exactly, and not entirely. As far as expectations go, any expectations people had of me, or that I had for myself, always felt like boxes. Boxes that don’t exactlyContinue reading “The Man in the mirror (in the agony of becoming)”

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