Poetry

The damage of my words!

My mouth opens up and it just spills out.

And I fall for my grab on my reality is gone.

I lay here on the ground wonder where it all went wrong.

I feel so cold and alone and I wish I could just get up and be strong again.

No words can describe this feeling of everything inside of me burning away.

As I try to burn you out of my system from the inside.

Where the memories of you are so strong that it hurts to go back to the times that now bring on more tears then joy.

I wish you could see me now, I’m burning so bright.

And then I explode and the feelings  and memories of you slips away and then I’m being pulled back together.

To become whole again and the lost of you is not on my mind for you no longer exist to me.

 

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Poetry

My life line!

My mind and hand are craving you as I am drawn to you, I realize I don’t know what to do.

But I walk up the stairs to get you, hoping something great will come out when I walk back down those stairs and open you up.

To a blank piece of paper and I slowly begin to write down, what’s locked up in my mind.

I need an solution to all that I believe I was meant to be and finally do something about it.

Only time will tell what will become of my words that I pour out of myself everyday, every second, minute, hour, week, month, and year.

Writing to me is just one of the many points of my life line.

It makes me happy and it helps me to get it all out.

Sometimes I can go without it but it will always find a place in my life and will continue to grow.

 

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Poetry

I don’t want to say it!

I don’t want to say it, for then it would become real

But I can’t stop thinking about it

It’s carved into my mind

And as my head begins to ache

I really want to say it but my mouth and mind are disconnected

I don’t feel the same as yesterday and maybe it went away

like the rain of yesterdays storm.

Waiting until something else happens for it to run through my body

and just spilling out my mouth like a person without filters.

 

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Poetry

Enough

I can’t ever get enough time.

I can’t ever seem to catch my breath.

I can’t ever seem to sleep enough.

I can’t ever get enough of you.

I can’t ever seem to slow down my mind.

I can’t ever seem to say the right thing.

I can’t ever seem to get out of here

I can’t ever get enough of this.

I can’t ever seem to write enough.

I can’t ever seem to figure it out.

I can’t ever seem to get it all or

I may fall so hard that it’s not enough this time.

I spent with you won’t be enough for this situation we’re in.

And that may be enough to end this all.

My time spent thinking it was enough or it wasn’t.

Couldn’t show me enough answers to my questions.

Am I enough?

 

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Poetry

Poem inspired by :James Bay Concert

 

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James Bay dancing with his guitar, lost in the moment.

The beat is thumping through my chest as your words flow all around me.

This moment is amazing as the music blast’s through my body making my heart feel like it’s about to come out and join the beautiful sounds all around.

You open up my eyes to something new and I’m hyped for some more as I become addicted to your sound.

That I crave it until I can hear it all and my ears are content from your beautiful voice ad the songs you sing.

You were there and now your gone  and here he comes hat and all.

The red of your shoes catch my eye as my love for red becomes my only concern in that moment.

Until you open up your mouth and sing into the mic and you let loose of everything inside of  you and it is powerful and soulful that connects with my soul.

I’m memorized by your voice as the night ends with me on a happy high of music melodies as the songs, still play on as I walk away from a night that won’t be forgotten.

 

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Poetry

Praise

God you are my heart.

You saved me, you have my back.

You are my peace,my light out of the darkness.

My solution to my everything because of you I am home.

 

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Poetry

Morning

My words are happily jumping

around the page as the morning light shines through my window.

As the peace in my mind flows through my body, the day seems so bright and full of hope.

A warm feeling flows through me as my body turns to a feeling of knowing I’m not alone.

And I start to smile again.

 

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