Category: Poems
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At This Point… What Haven’t We Done?…
Stretching the skin across the bonesOrgans contorting to something newShe told me she wanted it but now she’sNot so sure the pain was worth it in the endBroken heart syndrome… the flesh cracksAgainst the pressure and the strainHow much agony is any one willing to takeIf you aren’t willing to…
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You Can’t Ignore It…
Holding onto guilty feelingsHow I’ve always beenSelfish by a need I can’t explainMy time means more than I’d admitBetter than you… I think notWords I say and my actions don’t matchWhat would you like me to say?That seeing isn’t believingMore lies to die upon these daysCrosses lining the sky line…
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A Really Desperate Head Space…
Waiting for you to speak to meIn the shadows… rusting on the TVDoes God have a plan or did JesusJerk the wheel into another ravineNot really all that sure of anythingHow it is you feel about meHow I feel knowing the truthBelieving the lies all over againIt wasn’t like they…
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A Reflective Place…
Not sure if this will be getting throughThe suns been hidden behind the moonReflecting light back into the darknessLakes swelling with the blood of the deadI’d like to think the time to rest is nowBut there’s no end to how far we must goStretching skin to make new blanketsDrying organs…
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I’m Sure I’ll Be Okay…
This never-ending thought paradeKeeps getting in my wayIf taken literally it might make senseTo someone other than myselfUnlikely but shouldn’t I at least try?No… that’s not how this is meant to be doneSuffocating under all these blanketsMy breath feels hot, but my feet are coldSeems I’ve grown too tall to…
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Without A Care In The World…
Fighting destiny, pushing against my skin and bonesNot sure who I’m meant to be, but not wanting itHurts just as much as no knowingThe sea was angry again today my friendTook more souls than it needed but who knowsIt’s not like life has a quota for these thingsWe don’t know……
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Something Different…
Of Something That Doesn’t Matter If no one knows you’ve read itDo the words even matter or what they saidFrustration is sinking inAll the technologies broke againThe simplest tasks don’t seem so simpleDriving me under…Why is this the only way things can end?Pushing harder against the skinWhy is no plan…
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The Most Serious Job… At The Most Serious Time…
A lighthouse in the distance desertMy coffin is buried in a sea somewhereWatching life from the edge of a cliffIt only goes down hill from hereCan’t seem to find my current place in thisAm I the sea or the edge of the cliff?Out of body experience metaphorsAren’t what anyone should…
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Trying Real Hard… Not To Be Extra…
Uncomfortable with the thoughtThe idea that any of thisCould actually mean more than I sayUncomfortable with the thoughtThe idea that I’m okay with any of itMy death doesn’t mean as much to meAs the thought of losing you to timeUncomfortable with the thoughtThe idea that I won’t be hereUntil the…
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The Voices Said It Couldn’t Be Done… And Yet Here We Are…
Defeat is the mother of inventionsIf that were true Edison wouldn’tHave shit on meDeceit is the father of intentionsIf that were true you wouldn’tMean that much to mePutting it together isn’t the same as figuring it outLife doesn’t hold as much mystery with eyes closedBeing isn’t like trying… covering our…
Chewing On Glass... 