Like a puzzle piece that looks like the rest Trying to find its place Only to find its edges dont line up exactly. Finding no match, but seeing something close to it, It forces it’s place in the tapestry Either forming a gaping hole in the image Or snapping back out because of the tension.Continue reading “Puzzle piece”
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Waste
Waste is a by product of the sacrifice life requires. Like ashes from a fire, corpses in the aftermath of your warmth. It has great potential to haunt us, if we don’t treat this sacrifice with the respect it deserves. Life requires death, that is the payment, and it should be honored.
Reckless Energy
There’s a reckless energy in my chest, somewhere in the fog there’s something trying to tell me not to listen to it but I can feel it’s frustration, it needs an outlet. You close your eyes and hope it doesn’t cause harm…..it might. The guilt though, somehow just makes it a one a way trip,Continue reading “Reckless Energy”
Lies
My calm and patient demeanor betrays the chaos that swirls beneath the skin in my chest and the foggy confusion in my head. I’m at odds in so many ways with this world That’s is hard sometimes to have a sense of direction A deep frustration as I try to cling to something in thisContinue reading “Lies”
The struggle
It’s not about the weight or the difficulty The length or depth. It’s about resisting the urge to give up.
How long?
How long can someone feel despair or sadness Before it changes their perspective Before it alters a living being’s survival instinct Making oblivion an option? I breathe, eat, sleep and play. However I do not cry or scream to the heavens How much weight can our hearts bare? And still have a will to pump.Continue reading “How long?”
An Empty Room
With a couple screens So much happens today with others Inside an empty room. Dialogues have turned into monologues Opinions into truths And now that we’re finally alone We dare think, say and do What normally would be kept inside an empty room. The windows shine the outside world through Light casts shadows across theContinue reading “An Empty Room”
forgotten i die
When I don’t post, It feels I don’t exist. Is anyone listening to the silence? Does anyone get concerned? Without posting Forgotten i die.
I take a peek
When you leave your social media open And you’re not around, I sometimes close the page But I sometimes take a peek. I disapprove of myself But I find myself justified As I see the secrets you keep from me. The conversations you have The person you allow yourself to be The fantasies that youContinue reading “I take a peek”
A troll inside
The things I would like to post that I don’t. The lure of the disconnect felt online Allows shameful emotions to rise Further up than I would’ve allowed otherwise. Do we all have trolls inside? Lurking in the shadows of our decency? When it’ll never go beyond the web Which values do we hold dear?Continue reading “A troll inside”
Closet Social Online 