Here we go again
This same old sad love story;
Broken trust and empty words.
It really is a shame nowadays.
People bending over backwards
Just to lay beside you.
Just to lie within you.
Perfectly naked physically
Complete covered emotionally; mentally
Wouldn't lift a single finger
To repair damage they've inflicted on your heart
It's almost sickening at times
The thought of people we've glanced over
Due to shallow conclusions.
Thinking that for once
You've found what you need
Only to see you were tricked
Bamboozled into offering yourself up
To someone who merely wanted you as a tangible prize
Too often do we hear
You are one of a kind
Unlike any predecessor
Only to receive the same treatment as the masses
Never designate a title without the intentions
Of actually fulfilling its duties; its responsibilities
To the best of your abilities.
Keeping to ourselves
Only to be disrupted
In our shells
Wanting to be left alone
Uncoincidentally enticing others to discover our mystery
Through the rain
Through the sunshine
Observe who follows through
Try to shake the feeling
Embrace the thought
That nothing will go away
As easily as it has come
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Saturday, May 28, 2016
Are We Sure
Do you think that people are afraid to admit
When their choices regarding love
Do not yield the results they desire
Contemplations about
What could
What should
What may
Do not produce what is
Look at what we've done
Do you see what we've caused
Because the burden of these consequences
From the effect of these decisions
Is too much to bear
How sure are we;
That we know what we're doing?
When their choices regarding love
Do not yield the results they desire
Contemplations about
What could
What should
What may
Do not produce what is
Look at what we've done
Do you see what we've caused
Because the burden of these consequences
From the effect of these decisions
Is too much to bear
How sure are we;
That we know what we're doing?
Friday, May 27, 2016
Hide & Seek
I was looking for you.
I looked far and wide.
High and low
And there you were
Right under my nose.
I was searching for you.
I searched high and low.
Far and wide
While everyone told me
Sit back;
To let you seek me out.
But here you are.
Smack dab in my face.
More magnificent that I imagined
Much better than the image I created.
And I'm so glad that I've found you.
I looked far and wide.
High and low
And there you were
Right under my nose.
I was searching for you.
I searched high and low.
Far and wide
While everyone told me
Sit back;
To let you seek me out.
But here you are.
Smack dab in my face.
More magnificent that I imagined
Much better than the image I created.
And I'm so glad that I've found you.
Expectations
What is it that you expect from me?
When the lines are drawn;
And the memories have faded?
I have been exactly who I am supposed to be.
For you and for me.
What can I do?
When, my standards; far too detailed.
And my expectations far too high
For you to meet them.
When the lines are drawn;
And the memories have faded?
I have been exactly who I am supposed to be.
For you and for me.
What can I do?
When, my standards; far too detailed.
And my expectations far too high
For you to meet them.
Saturday, May 14, 2016
Being.
Being internally defined
I am motivated by me
Guided by me
Unapologetically me.
Unbothered by external scrutiny
I am ruthless as I progress
On this journey filled with uncertainty and setbacks
To continue to be self made.
Snips
Yesterday I just watched
As she clipped and snipped
All my bad energy away.
Yesterday I just sat
As she shaped and molded
The true essence of my beauty.
Today I am rejuvenated.
As I run and prepare
To conquer the world.
Oh Love.
Sometimes I just sit and think;
That maybe my type of love,
Just isn't meant
To be given to one person
Perhaps its fate that I extend
My most valuable and precious resource
To the world.
Maybe there isn't a path
To satisfaction
Unless I give my all
To the masses.
That maybe my type of love,
Just isn't meant
To be given to one person
Perhaps its fate that I extend
My most valuable and precious resource
To the world.
Maybe there isn't a path
To satisfaction
Unless I give my all
To the masses.
Sunday, May 1, 2016
You'll Find It.
There's the saying that,
If you go looking for something,
You'll find it.
So as I shuffle through my personal belongings,
Reminisce about my first period of time,
Away from home and all on my own,
I run across our picture today.
So what does it mean?
When flashbacks to these times
Make me smile,
Make me laugh,
Even make me cry?
How did you go from being plastered on my wall?
To hidden in a drawer.
There's the saying that,
Sometimes the answer is right in front of you,
So, I'm staring at this picture,
Analyzing how we moved from that,
To this whole new picture painted,
Of what we have to be,
What we're supposed to be.
How do I ignore all current signs
To change my current situation.
Is it really possible that these pictures,
Were really our reality?
Are these friendships really broken,
If so, when did we reach our expiration date?
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