Are we all Just slaves, To ignorance? We turn away That which we don't, Want to feel. Or do not, Understand. We push aside, Our own emotions. For the sake Of those who do not, Deserve it. Why do we Try so hard, To please others That do not care For us? Hurt for people… Continue reading Why.
Hello again, Smiles genuine, Laughter unforced, And thoughts kind. Hello again, Confidence, Love And, motivation. I missed you all So dearly.
Acceptance and acknowledgment, First timid within, Have blossomed Into salvation. A feeling of peace, Surges within. And, the tempest Of my previous thoughts, Has settled. I can see the sun And, feel it's warmth. For my mind has calmed. I finally feel, Like myself Again.
Underestimating, Your feelings. Your thresh hold, Of emotion. Causes the cracks You've missed, To explode with the Weight of the water Against your mental wall. Dealing with the flood, When you only predicted A drizzle. Understanding too late, Just how broken You truly became. And, never expecting How lost you would feel When the water;… Continue reading More Than I Expected.
Today I let my emotions, Overcome me. Allowing irrational thoughts, Consume me. But, I am better than that. I am stronger than, What my anxiety Says I am. Today I regretted my faults, Tomorrow I will be better. I cannot change my past. But, I have control of my future.
Not all words, Can be spoken. Some stay trapped For eternity Within my mind. Forever marked, With my bleeding heart. And, bring tears To the corners Of my eyes. Though the words die, Before they leave My lips. They are eternal. Scars of my love. Aches of my thoughts. Wounds of my being.
My soul is connected, To many things. Places and items, I've come to admire. Piles and piles of books. Food that spurs memory And, smells that take me home. But most importantly, My soul is connected to People who have danced In my mind after midnight. And, stretched my grin Up to my ears. Its… Continue reading Parts of My Soul.
As unwanted, And unloved As a single Grain of sand, In a vast desert. Endless and drifting. One of millions; All the same. Insignificant, And forgotten; Lost among the masses.
Hanging by a thread, My last string of sanity. Swaying above An ocean of clarity. For the drop, the fall Leads to nothing but; A sweet escape. And, it looms beneath me Beckoning to end My silent suffering.
Emotions are a burden For my mind. Passion a chain, Caging my soul. Pain, is a reminder That I am a fool. While love is a cruel, Passing of time. And I am just human Collecting these crimes.