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The Battle

Life swimming up against a current pushing down. Finally reaching the surface, the water refuses to break. Hands push towards the surface, desperate to split the shield. But the water does not break. It pushes down against the palms. The palms of the life, struggling to escape. Fingers press up against the surface, nails scratch and swipe. The body holding life pushes up, so close to air. Yet still, there is no break, no remorse. The air is limited, though it lasts a miraculous length of time. Minutes pass. Hours, days, weeks. Push up and up to no avail. How is there still air in these lungs? The air seeps out ever so slowly. The need for air becoming desperate, but the water disagrees. Is it a pool, a lake, an ocean? Uncertainty pushes painfully against the unyielding surface. Depths unknown, the bottom far beyond reach by even a toe.

United We Fall

It's the warmth of a heart that turns so cold It's the smiles on the faces that now look old It's the hatred in the eyes that once held care It's the fading of the morals and the justice in the air. For when a color holds such hatred, the battle has just started. When the pigment that is seen is judged by those cold hearted. Forget fairness and respect, This world has crumbled to a mess. Where the blind can see, and the deaf can hear But the gifted are less gifted than they seem to appear. When the news is not new; rather, tales of the past When fear creeps in claiming that hope has gone at last Take a stand, raise your voice; make it clear above the noise. Changing girls into women, and the men from the boys. "Isolated cases" in times of isolation The lies quickly spread causing massive trepidation No fear should be felt for a thing one cannot help. Distinguish one from another Criminal from brother. I do not doubt that we are able W

Collateral Damage

You took with you my motivation, my care, my energy You left me with exhaustion, fatigue, and depression If I could get over this faster I would, I promise But I don't know how. I don't know how to leave this all behind me All is easier said than done, but I can't even say it out loud If I can't say it, when will I do it? When will I be able to live my life for myself? Help me gain myself back, my life, my fortitude I want to take back my motivation, my care, my energy I want to rid myself of exhaustion, fatigue, and depression The dark hole that sits in my chest and drifts like smoke into my head, fogging my mind I want you to take the bad and forget it so I can too I want you to give the good back unconditionally I just want to live again as I lived so well before.

Inspired by Rupi Kaur

Boys Are not linear They will give their all To a butterfly Yet all and the world To a snake Do not concern yourself With the sense And the nonsense Be content that the butterfly Flies high above The snake who stays On the ground

Spectators

Everyone is watching you and laughing. Man plans, God laughs. Except everyone is acting as God. You’re running, wild, wondering when he'll leave your mind. Everyone watches silent, waiting for you to fall. Inevitable, yet you're the last to accept the truth. Man plans, God laughs. You're busying yourself with the wrong subject. Nothing else takes up so much of your thoughts. Yet somehow, he finds a way. You can't hope that you might be hurting him the same. Man plans, God laughs. The headaches don't stop, the migraines settle in. But an Advil or hot shower will relieve the pain. Though relief is only temporary, and you're back. Back to longing, to thinking, to pushing it back out. Man plans, God laughs. No one cares enough anymore and you're stuck caring too much. It's irrelevant, doesn't matter, shouldn't matter. You've told yourself time and time again There are better things to be worrying yourself with. Man plans

Growing Old -- Growing Up

If I just wait then I will never grow. I’ll learn to pass my knowledge and to teach For one who waits in place shall never know That beauty lies ahead beyond your reach. Matured adults do not look back and see That life has tried to keep them all cooped up. The greatest gift in life is to be free But somehow, we grow blind and are corrupt. Ahead the gorgeous clouds that fog my sight Which stop before I get to truly feel, Surrender me to birds that must take flight Remind me never look beyond what’s real. When I grow old and fly above the clouds I hope that I will make my young-self proud.

Times You Deceived Me

1. Loaning me your sweatshirt for no better reason than I wanted it             I washed it before I gave it back: “Haha yeah it smells good…” “…It smells like you” 2. Getting frozen yogurt together that you paid for             Sharing a 0.5oz sample cup 3. Coming to the party for no better reason than I asked you to             “Is it hitting you yet?”             “How could you tell?” 4. Spinning me in my chair             Playing with the armrest             Pulling my chair closer to yours 5. The four-hour road trip Pretending to fall asleep on my shoulder Letting me feed you snacks, feeding me snacks Holding your phone with your hand rested on my thigh Sharing your breakup song 6. Teaching me how to hit a ball behind my back in pool             Lingering arms 7. Standing inches apart looking down at me             Pulling the strings on my sweatshirt 8. Sharing food and drinks without asking             Chicken fingers