I want to start a collection of poems. I guess it would be a series. Either way they would be similar to Satisfaction, a poem where I personified the word. I have a tendency to give feelings/emotions human attributes, and I figured it may be cool to create a series. Something I've never done before.
You know we'll never understand The thin line between See there's love and there's hate But in the middle There's a path, a fixture, a beam It's a place we're familiar with We know all too well A place where we don't intend to stay Then realize it's always been home We deviate from this … Continue reading Potent
I’ve been thinking about starting a series of poems to go along with my poem Satisfaction. I have a tendency to personify words and it might be cool to create a bunch of living emotions who have thoughts and feelings.
*Sigh* Where do I even start... "Me Forgetting You" is an ode to all the ways I've attempted to forget a person who was, well has been a huge part of my life. More than ten years. I couldn't remove someone with that much intel and experience even if I (or the Men in Black) … Continue reading History Behind “Me Forgetting You”
If I ask you what you like about me after you proclaim that you “like me” and we are talking with the intent to date, none of the following is acceptable: 1.) “You’re cute”. Obviously there was some form of attraction when we agreed to talk. 2.) “You’re funny”. While I’ll admit that I do … Continue reading (Not So) Random Obsessive Thought
Though written in a year of tragedy, it feels more fitting to this year.” He be a fool who kills a child Mentally immoral, physically unbound He who does such deserves no life Take a step backwards and another Slowly into the word that is my knife A man such as this has no soul … Continue reading Everlasting Idiot
I don’t know if I want to be with you And your intentions could be good But while my heart saying second chance My mind screaming we’re through, it’s no good Chances like that I don’t believe in Which means people rarely receive one from me It’s not that I’m being selfish But it’s because … Continue reading Why I Can’t Give A Second Chance
Though I acknowledge it, the color of your skin has never mattered to me... ...but the fact that you cook WAY more than I do does... ...though not for me...yet... ...hopefully.
“When You’re Not In The Equation” is a poem slathered with confrontation. It’s a conversation that doesn’t want to be had, but happens anyway because it’s confused. I could never understand how he could show affection and love, while at the same time make me question the validity of our relationship. I’ve always been a … Continue reading History Behind “When You’re Not In The Equation”
In lieu of finding out who you were I tossed you to the side I figured I could come back to you Like a math problem I didn’t understand I watched you age from the sidelines You journaled how the isolation made you feel But I never took the time to read your words Instead, … Continue reading Despite All The Things