Tag: who am I

Border Wall (chaos ensues)

stone upon stone i build this wall Would you still like me love me if you knew the words cluttered inside? If i painted a picture of my mind the tendrils of poison that caused us blind? I am careless and messy with days i dont care for you or me not willing to share…

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Heading out and feeling guilty…

Life is full. Rapturous. Engaging. how easily swiftly defeatingly im drug back to the war zone -death. Sometimes death frees more than the person gone. Other times it chains hearts to dreams and wishes. And then there is death that haunts forever. I think our Creator is wrong… love will not save the world. Unless…

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woods

woods to myself a disciplined dancer knowing a poet veer to his path stumble along flounder land a fish learn the ropes always get up again There are days of being lost in the woods, not knowing the fate, but just being a wanderer – That’s life -Anonymous My truth at the moment… the freedom…

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tomorrow

Does it bother -you or me the way tinsel hangs on the tree or static waves -adjust cling us to every thing and then we discuss? i wonder where i am going with this poem? It hit me… wham! while brewing the morning coffee. It feels unfinished. Perhaps i do have more planned days ahead……

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better days

each breath joins the next yet… i am a seed -burnt thrown aside guts torn out and in secret you gloat at my ruin to wither in concrete my soiled mind turnt bitter what became of us and better days jealous rage and infernos beamed high in soot -i cry yet each breath joins the…

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MsInterpretation

Disclaimer: This post is from three weeks ago. Whether i agree or disagree with these thoughts today or tomorrow… well, they happened. And i write them down, for good or bad. My words and I, we belong to each other, united in this marriage for the long haul. Good luck to me… right? I know…

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Confession: Army Brigade

I haven’t been reading much blog posts. I find in my depressed moods i can barely emerge from my cocoon… and anxiety is worse to try and read. Is it selfish to wonder if others are reading me? Heck, i rebel against these letters. Yet, they some how keep the union strong. Unite against me.…

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long-winded roads

all these stories i read them… pause in the middle of the road to notice the caution sign turning cars approach from all directions i wonder where are the exclamation points, periods, and paranthesis? i find these neglected words dismiss traffic signs thickly settled, a clue to, too many people tracing the same thick yellow…

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