uncertain
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i hope that someday i can change
not just for a moment
but true change
when i don’t feel these things
when i can overlook those words which have disrupted my peace
i thought they would come and go
but dark thoughts have come to stay
the light has become dimmer
and the faint glow continues to be overpowered
were those promises ever true
i am no longer sure
this emptiness has remained in me for too long
your words do not bring me comfort anymore
Innocence was on the verge of breaking
as the bills were paid and emotions were shaking.
The words "if only" stung the air as she breathed deeply with
“You’re good at being you”Why does that make my heartStop
“You’re so extra”Why does that warm my cheeks
I’m garbage“At least you’re hot garbage”This shouldn’t tie my affections to you
I don't know if
I'm anxious
or depressed
or suicidal
or really if I even exist.
All I know is
nothing seems real
and all I can feel
is the absolute lack of feeling.
"Footsteps through the fire
But I don't feel a thing
Burning even brighter
I sour on angel wings
Down in a ditch
I can see the light
If I could only reach
I try with all my might
"A battle within a battle
A heart within a heart
I'd be lost without you
I don't know where to start
But as I look away
My anger turns to shame
To yell would not be right
It stands just past the edge of my vision,
A thought, a shadow, a fear
But it’s got no ground, no provision
To retain a presence so near
If all to be afraid of is fear
My love is
a chemical,
a pulse,
and a
shock.
My heart is
just meat
beaten tender.
When I
throw up my
hands
they are only
bones in a row,
We seem to fill up empty spaces
We try to weave certain instances
Being reluctant can't improve every chances,
In every realm, not all the time we find happiness
Be adroit as the world is changing everyday
Why do people need
The presence of a god
To do what's right?
Why can't they do
The right thing
Just for the sake of being good?
Is someone really good
If they only do good things
Seasonal breeze, please slide in my window,
Flow through my hair and take away the pain of cramping fingers.
I love my big brain, but with the way it’s being endowed
