Who I am in front of you That is only partly true Some parts are seen over time Still others are only mine What you see is confidence brimming Just the surface barely skimming My words to you speak power Words to myself slowly devour Attentive to your thoughts and emotions Drifting deep into my …
Today has a story to tell Ringing through air like a bell In languages I understand Most of which I can’t Millions of souls walk the streets Only one of which is me Rain streaks down a window pane Tears relieve overwhelming pain Laughter cascades around the block Round the corner and suddenly unlock Memories …
you can be in darkness and feel peace or fear you can daydream of the future and just be here you can look in the mirror and feel sad and alone you can stand in your own house and be far from home you can achieve every accolade and reach every goal you can win …
I’m the silent observer Capable of making it all happen But I’m also lonely Life leads me further Clutching onto whatever I possibly can Before time ends me I’m like the sea Making up most of the earth But rarely thought of Sometime I forget me Forget to value all my worth And give myself …
Cool autumn breeze Floating through the trees Great another fucking poem about trees
Fallen leaves engulf the city’s byways, Is this what I get for doing things my way? Autumn colors as far as I can view, Why can’t I stop thinking of you? Rose tinted cheeks and colored sweaters, Am I ever going to feel better? Children playing in the leaves; one yells out “hold me”, So …