Poetry
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A boy and a girl Time must be of the essence Will fate favor them?
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Desperate to be loved, by someone, by anyone Willing to play mind games, hoping the most fragile part of you won’t be broken. Thinking love is a game to be played and people are not human, Just conquests meant to be conquered and nothing more. Traveling to the ends of the earth for someone that
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My existence is a resistance in its own right. I was never meant to be here yet I kept fighting for my life. The wear and tear, the daily struggle keep grinding down my years. But I swear I would never let it amplify my fears. You call it weakness but you don’t see through
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We’re good at breaking each other’s heart Sadness overpowered us from the start Doomed to repeat the same mistakes Doing whatever it takes To keep going, living, trying Even though, every breath feels like I’m dying It’s unfair to keep going like this I didn’t even realize that I left a part of me with
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Please stop holding on I was never yours to have Reclaiming my soul
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You cannot leave me Dig down deep, you know the truth Because you are mine
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Your love so took me Surprise is not the right word It felt like kismet
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Please get some vices. Your brain and heart are melting. You must save yourself. (aka doctor’s orders)
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Heavy are the hands That hold time, for they are doomed To break from the pressure Written 12/7/16
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I’ve forgotten how it feels like to dream with my eyes closed To place my head on a pillow and slowly drift off to a palace of dreams To feel the overwhelming peace of drifting off to a time and place that’s quickly forgotten once I open my eyes I’ve forgotten how it feels to
Trapped In The Margins 