Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Untitled #2

When the going gets tough, the tough get going,
But for how long can you hold on to the life line when you’re caught in a storm?
Do you hold on till the end even if you might lose an arm and leg?
Would you even sell your soul to the to keep your head above water?
Or would you let go and let yourself be washed away by the waves,
Letting the winds of change carry you wherever you may go?
Would you carry on carry on to where you will go?
Or hold on tight till you drown in your own sorrow?
The sea’s will always be rough you’ll swim against the unforgiving waves,
But sometimes it's better that you simply let go and trust the winds and waves,
And let it take you to wherever it deems fit that you have to go.

Saturday, June 24, 2017

Here I am

Here I am walking down this eerie road again,
The lights are off everyone is stumbling through the darkness,
I didn’t think I’d be here again but everything seems so familiar,
Strangers everywhere I look but I think I know them, they’re all me.

Here I am walking down this eerie road again,
Wow, I never ever thought I’d be here again, but here I am.
Groping in the dark and trying to find my way back to the light,
But light and dark made no difference to me, I’ve always been color blind.

Here I am walking down this eerie road again,
When this road is all you know you mind starts to wander,
Was I always in darkness and the light just a dream?
Why did I have to wake up and walk this path again?

Here I am walking down this eerie road again,
Stronger than I was before, at least I know where I’m going this time.
Oh no, tripped and fell again, well that wasn’t there before,
Wait, was it? Then again, I never learn, that’s nothing new.

Here I am walking down this eerie road again,
Straining my eyes to see the light down this barren path,
Hoping to hear a guiding voice to lead me back to safety,
Gasping for air desperately but all I see or hear is me and me alone.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

More

More, More, More!
No matter how much we,
Do, say, have or don’t have
it’s never enough!
We could always be:
Prettier,
Smarter
Richer,
Smaller,
Bigger,
Funnier,
Cooler,
Hotter,
Softer,
Louder!
The more we have the more we want!
We’re never good enough, The hunger never ends.
More, More, More!

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Repeat telecast

Work. Eat. Sleep Repeat.
Fight. Make up. Happy. Repeat.
Love. Hate. Accept. Repeat.
Laugh. Cry. Contempt. Repeat.
Everything is a loop,
Different day but same routine,
Different people but same scenario,
Everything is different but the same.
Work. Eat. Sleep Repeat.
Fight. Make up. Happy. Repeat.
Love. Hate. Accept. Repeat.
Laugh. Cry. Contempt. Repeat.
It’s the same show on repeat,
Over and over and over again,
Life’s a repeat telecast.

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Break

I need a break from:
Living,
Thinking,
Feeling,

Caring,
Pretending,
Breathing,
Sleeping,
Routine,
But most of all from being me.
But the clock keeps on tick tocking away
And the earth keeps on spinning round and round,
Dragging me forward Whether I like it or not.
Time waits for no one and no one can control it.

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

I miss Me

I miss:
Who I used to be,
Who I used to be with,
Where I used to be,
What I used to do,
What I used to say,
How I used to:
Feel,
Speak,
Breathe,
Laugh,
Love,

Most of all, I miss me.
Sadly I know though,
I’ll never be me again, I’ll be a different me.
I might be better, I might be worse.
Only time will tell.
But one thing’s for sure.
Even though I’ll always miss me and who I used to be,
I never want to be me again,
I want to be a different me whichever it maybe.

Monday, June 5, 2017

Monday

Monday, a feeling I get when something irks me beyond words can describe.
Monday, a person that I dislike and no insult in the english language can define.
Monday, the perfect word to describe self loathing and being a hypocrite sometimes.
Monday, the grey area all of us belong in even though we pretend not to.
Monday, the worst insult you can give anyone or anything that everyone agrees on.