Tag: Thoughts

Write, Release, Repeat

Please put that damned pen down”

 

Go talk to someone”

 

not realizing writing helps

 

I don’t want to talk

 

don’t want to sit in a chair

 

just to talk about

 

emotional attachment

 

just to see someone judge me 

 

for not moving on

 

to feel awkward when I cry

 

I’d rather write down

 

the way I feel, without shame

 

without the stigma

 

of someone from the outside

 

forcing themselves to dig in

The Discourse of Us

if I could go back in time

 

I’d choose not to leave

 

the quiet town that was home

 

the place I miss most

 

if I could go back in time

 

I would not meet you

 

I can’t imagine that life

 

one that is peaceful

 

a life without the heartbreak

 

without questioning my worth

 

the life I wish I had now

(Un)Reachable Aspirations

I sometimes need to convince myself

 

that I can change the hand I’ve been dealt

 

I know situations can change

 

and that there is sunshine after the rain

 

yet I can’t help but to feel so stuck

 

with my head barely above the muck

 

I remind myself to think about the bigger picture

 

great things are coming soon, though I wish it’d happen quicker

 

I tell myself that these sleepless nights are worth it in the long run

 

Even though I’d love to take some nights off to have fun

 

Though the road to turning dreams into reality is long; with lots of bumps, turns and twists

 

I tell myself that, through it all, I have to push through and persist

 

The Same Old Song

Wandering about

 

Thinking aloud

 

Arms up ready to shout

 

Falling to the ground

 

A rush of pain

 

Slow and hot like a flame

 

Shirt torn, jeans stained

 

Am I the one to blame?

 

Pushing off the ground

 

Trying to reflect but nothing is found

 

Feeling remorseful and not so proud

 

What am I doing wrong?

 

Still the same old song

 

Why can’t I break free from the hurt?

 

I yell as my feet stomp the earth

 

Running and running away

 

It’s all I know; its even harder to stay

 

In Search of…

She’s been looking for acceptance in all the wrong places

 

Looking for familiarity in all these random faces

 

She’s been searching for love in anyone she meets

 

Nothing is found in these ever changing sheets

 

She longs for something she’s not sure exists

 

Love? Happiness? She’s not quite sure what it is

 

She questions her choices and her motives

 

She hates that despite it all, she always feels so broken

No Good Answers

Why do we hold onto things that make us sad?

Talk to those who make us mad?

Why do we look for happiness in others?

When we know it’ll only cause us to suffer?

Why do we put someone else’s needs ahead of our own?

Is it because we believe it’ll help out self love grow?

Why do we stay with people who don’t care?

Is it because we just want someone, anyone, to be there?

Slow and Eternal Burn

He put a match to her heart

And watched it slowly set aflame

He toyed with her emotions as if it were one big game

He led her on, made her believe in happily ever after

Little did she know, it would all end in disaster

She showered him with compassion and kindness

Even loved the worst parts she could find in him

It was never enough

He walked away and left her heart to disintegrate

She’s still waiting for her love for him to dissipate