yesterday I woke up tired
it hurt to open my eyes
and so I went back to sleep
and when I woke up again
the sun was disappearing
and I lived in the darkness
today I woke up sad
but I pushed myself to
get up and get dressed
and it hurt at first
but then I smiled at the sun
and I walked in its rays
tomorrow I'll wake up happy
and if not tomorrow
then maybe the next day
or maybe it will take me
a week or a month
but I'll get there
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Day 345
I am not made of glass
I am made of words
take a step back
or when my body crumbles
you will be engulfed
by pieces of my soul
drowning in
syllables and haikus
but soon you will be
surrounded by new faces
and unimaginable places
you can be the main character
in all my broken poetry
and then you will regret
ever trying to
break me
I am made of words
take a step back
or when my body crumbles
you will be engulfed
by pieces of my soul
drowning in
syllables and haikus
but soon you will be
surrounded by new faces
and unimaginable places
you can be the main character
in all my broken poetry
and then you will regret
ever trying to
break me
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Day 344
the tips of my fingers
were carved
to write sweet words
on blank pages
but I am tired
of all the love poems
my heart insists
on pouring out
I pour water
over my bleeding hands
to wash away
all the empty words
while a blank page
stares me in the eye
beckoning me
to pick up my pen
you think you know
what I am made of
but I am not afraid
to try something new
were carved
to write sweet words
on blank pages
but I am tired
of all the love poems
my heart insists
on pouring out
I pour water
over my bleeding hands
to wash away
all the empty words
while a blank page
stares me in the eye
beckoning me
to pick up my pen
you think you know
what I am made of
but I am not afraid
to try something new
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Day 343: Heart and Soul
after all this time I thought it was just my heart
that hurt and
could be broken
but today I felt something
deeper
behind my heart
and my lungs
I think maybe
it was my soul
it started as a dull ache
in my ribs
and tightened my lungs
so my breaths became short
and then I swear
I felt you in my body
knocking on my heart
as if to say
I'm never letting
you go
that hurt and
could be broken
but today I felt something
deeper
behind my heart
and my lungs
I think maybe
it was my soul
it started as a dull ache
in my ribs
and tightened my lungs
so my breaths became short
and then I swear
I felt you in my body
knocking on my heart
as if to say
I'm never letting
you go
Sunday, September 4, 2016
Day 342
I know what it does to you
to watch him love another
but keep your head up
don't let anyone see you looking down
or another boy will swoop in
and help you off the ground
to watch him love another
but keep your head up
don't let anyone see you looking down
or another boy will swoop in
and help you off the ground
Saturday, September 3, 2016
Day 341
tonight
you fell asleep on my chest
and I became conscious
of every breath
watching my chest rise and fall
and feeling so loved
that you trusted me
with such an innocent task
of being your resting place
your home for slumber
and I will slow my heart's rhythm
so you can focus on your dreams
and if a nightmare creeps
into your mind
just open your eyes
and feel my heart beating close to yours
you fell asleep on my chest
and I became conscious
of every breath
watching my chest rise and fall
and feeling so loved
that you trusted me
with such an innocent task
of being your resting place
your home for slumber
and I will slow my heart's rhythm
so you can focus on your dreams
and if a nightmare creeps
into your mind
just open your eyes
and feel my heart beating close to yours
Friday, September 2, 2016
Day 340
you saw a perfect heart
to break
and went after it like prey
biting deep into my skin
and watching the blood
seep from my veins
even then I still trusted you
and isn't that a shame
because you watched
me slowly hate myself
though you were the one
to blame
to break
and went after it like prey
biting deep into my skin
and watching the blood
seep from my veins
even then I still trusted you
and isn't that a shame
because you watched
me slowly hate myself
though you were the one
to blame
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