that awkward moment where the person you’d normally tell about your heartbreak is the one who’s shattered your heart… life is sometimes one of the cruelest jokes no one ever laughs at.
that awkward moment where the person you’d normally tell about your heartbreak is the one who’s shattered your heart… life is sometimes one of the cruelest jokes no one ever laughs at.
The end was never in sight and now it’s here though I accept all of life for what it is, with intention, without fear… only part of me wishes that for once, this kind of happiness could have been a true thing. I’ve been searching all my lifetimes and finally find it in this, my …
What is it, what is it, what is it? This…sensation I feel when we interact? Warm expansions in my chest like an outward ripple effect from my heart[beat]’s syncopations that create an afterimage, an echo – Heavenly sounds and chimes ring deep within my ears and spirit… I always feel lighter, freer tingling everywhere with …
I don’t even think about you anymore; You’re more a fleeting thought or a passing memory these days; And even scrolling past a picture of us or you doesn’t hit my heart as hard as it once did – Now I’m just… grateful, and wish you the best. My scars are healing and the triggers …
I won’t get attached to you; I belong to no one. Yes, our collision is fated, I’m not sure if the spiral will be worth the aftermath – but spirals turn in all directions… So who’s to say how this all goes? I guess I won’t know until I take a spin myself. 040122
I keep trying to pour myself into your empty cup and mine runs dry as it fills yours up but your fine goblet must have a puncture in it somewhere; because no matter how much I pour it’s never quite enough – my remaining specks of sanity implore me to run over and out; Away, …
I forgive you. I’m grateful for the lessons our challenges unearthed and the growth there’s been. I know everything is fated; nothing happens for no reason, but sometimes, and only sometimes, do I wish things could’ve been different – for us. 020722
The dark is no friend of mine but it’s your family; Shadows creep and crawl through your energy like termites they chew and gnaw away the chunks of your soul left to rot by trauma and time. I tried to save you from yourself and them but y’all bit me one time too many… I …
Lately I’m only just noticing that I tend to begin to explain to you exactly what I’m doing as soon as you enter the space I’m in before you can even ask or assume; It’s almost like you’ve conditioned me to tiptoe and overexplain; these eggshells have already cracked under the pressure I’ve been putting …
Someone is manifesting me. Or maybe I am unconsciously manifesting them, I am not sure. But I feel it intensely in my heart and soul, and I… really need them to wait for me, please. Please wait for me – it’s not time for us, yet. You’re making it really hard to resist this pull. …
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Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
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