One Hand on Another

You’re tired; I’m worn-out… You’re grumpy; I’m cranky…You’re pushing me away; I’m staying to myself. At least we have something in common…

🎭Just me, I guess…🎭

I am a peacemaker, but my emotions are rather extreme. I think in an artistic way, but express myself in a passive way. In love, I seek excitement. I take on the role of the comedian. Sincerely, Honesty… 💌

People Panic…Do you?

I first would like to apologize if you disagree. Secondly, many are out there making rash decisions. When your out of your routine things can get a little ichy. So I ask you which one are you? And why? – The consumer – The rebel – The conspiracy theorist – The spiritual guide I’ll tell

💚Habitual Love💚

The comfort that lingers is thick… I want to run at the first sign of it! Every time I almost break free… I can feel you inside of me. Just pull me closer… On second thought, let me off this roller coster. You are my Polaroid… An instant fix for this void.

Real Release

It’s a shame; You behave… I should stop going to your place! You always lie.. Go get high. You said you’ve seen me with that guy… oh, oh, oh yeah.. Hang on don’t go – We both know.. We can stoop excessively, low. 0h…oh…oh…oh It’s a shame… I hate these games! Do you even remember

Just another Layer of the Sun…

Dear helping hand, Get it out of me…hurry! Even the lines are all getting blurry. I don’t know why it’s tearing apart my body. I’m confused at this path you pave me You feel like concrete darling, Am I being punished or saved? Yours Truly, Desperate Despair

The Lingering Catalyst

I can feel myself deteriorate; I fell so toxic. We made what we could make… I should have used logic! There’s a tiny lump inside me; I can feel the scabs flake away. The pain I can feel on my knees, Desperately, I pray. Just when you think the chapter gets better, The pages have

Deep Down

The silence is frightening; I am forced to deal. You have a grip on my breathing that seems to be tightening; I HATE to feel. The sadness I cannot bare, For I wrestle with fate. The only reflection is my empty, stare. My stomach turns at the thought of being late. Parts of me begin

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Coming back to life, OUCH!

I know you hate to lose, You’re probably wishing it was you; that I would choose. But I am tired of being your muse. Can’t you find someone else to use? I might cave. But once I get home, I won’t want to stay I feel at peace when I am away It is me

I Can Feel You

It all began with a lump in the throat forged by abandonment; Quickly, followed by the uncertainty of the future. No choice was given except clinging tightly the the one thing left, even if it was not reciprocated. Whether the situation involved being taken or running away, the only feeling left was hollow resentment. Trauma

I choose you too!

You choose me when I’m insecure, Even when my speech is all blurred. Or when my judgement maybe curved. You choose me when I wouldn’t Although, you probably shouldn’t Thank for doing it when I couldn’t You choose me when I over think, Even when depression is on the brink, In all of my plans

A Stillness Wonder…

You don’t reach out although smothered by hands. Admitting to the fear, Is that of moral stance. It is too toxic for you to remain near. I crumple our compassion and hand it over, Love in your heart has left. You can not win at life by simply using a clover, It hurt me to

Conundrum #77,777

So is this whole being in the same place that you have before where you make different results? I don’t know if this is my meaning here or maybe my exit. I’m either here to always chose love and light no matter the situation or I’m a dumbass that’s simply insane. I am open for

Particular Ponderings

I find myself in the same repetitive cycle. Once again, the feeling of familiarity arises during the battle of hearts. I’m choosing a different path than the many I have previously walked. I can feel wishful thinking wiggling it’s eager way to the forefront of the future. However, to walk this particular path, I must

Am I Found?

Just like that… I’m back, I’m in the purple of the flame; The all that’s not to blame. You might have felt as though, you gave me the fame… The safe part is behind that plaster you value; you still look lame. Ha, Ha! If only you could feel it, The righteousness of my kiss.

🌜Love thyself to the Moon and Back🌜

You are that of a divine creation, Do NOT live within the dictation. They have created a dependent civilization; This way of life disturbs the essential vibration. Emotions are tossed and turned in the gravitation, For we yearn for the shifts of  lunation. Throughout the majestic rotation, Societal life fills the soul with vexation. Awaken 

The Missing Key

I just have these days: gloomy, doubt-filled, in-complacent, dark, and dirty days that just creep up without warning. It is in these moments I can’t find what it is I need to change. What is the actual problem here? Is this just some universal shift or do I need a complete life make over? The

(/)Drugs(/)

Oh, how I hate what you have taken, Leaving behind the  lifeless. Strength is forsaken, For the pain caused seems to be silenced.   I want you to stop, now! You have taken the one’s with bright smiles. My family and friends are mine, for you I will not endow. Faith and strength is needed

This or That? – Tag you’re it! :)

Now that my blog has grown a bit, I get to mingle! Thank you, Superheroes009 (https://superheroes009.wordpress.com) for tagging me in this fun post! I hope that many people get a chance to check out our fun pages. I’m excited to see how this goes. I think it is a great idea to share some of