My mind is reeling somewhat overwhelmed stressed, distressed over impending progress as I step forward towards the future into an unknown tomorrow my first instinct is to retreat in the sweet oblivion of procrastination, hesitation & constant second guessing. I make lists of unfinished business then sit and watch Netflix, while the hours of the day whittle away to the coming dawn I feel a yawn coming on and know that soon I have to set aside this pen and find a way to end these lines with a suitable rhyme that continues the flow before I lie back and ponder the things I haven’t done and need to complete tomorrow.
The worst thing I can hear are those three words many hold so dear,Continue reading “the worst thing I can hear”
Oh they’ll wait, forever and a day, to hear them at least once in their life
but not me
those three words just mean goodbye.
It’s my last memory of you,
the last words I heard before you disappeared
and I had to accept we were through.
and that’s how I came to dread the phrase
‘I love you’.
No Ties there are no ties that bind me here no reasons that can compel me to remain the world will go on even if I’m gone and I will keep singing my own song because the ties that bind are all in my mind.
I wish I knew that the last kiss we shared was the last time our lips would meet and that goodbye 'see you later' would be the last vision of you my eyes would see how fleeting life is I took for granted that there would be a next time another chance one last moment to forever remember alas you left me in the dark with nothing but regret.
Focus bitch turn off twitter, look away from the tv try to remember what it was like to dream get it together and heed unsolicited advice advertised on your feed be the change you want to see lament and regret no more be grateful and stop waiting for the right time you'll lose more than your mind just be and make the most of these moments
It stays with you even after you run more than a thousand miles to the other side of the country and swear you saw his face just now in the crowd. It stays with you and you question whether you’d go to the cops again. for a long time it wasn't something I would recommend. It was over 8 hours of hell repeating myself. I was exhausted, alone, left to sit there commando... I could go on but these lines are already too tmi. It stays with you so long you once made the date your pin number. It stays with you then a hashtag becomes a movement. You want to speak up and share. but mostly you just stay quiet and empathize in silence because it's not easy to go there. It stays with you until you write an ode to it’s memory so you never have to repeat the story...Continue reading “Atlantic City”
look at you like some bohemian rhapsody in Blue drinking that Bud sucking that Camel you are Rodin’s Thinker on a bar stool God, you are so cool. so do you mind if I sat next to you and ransacked your mind to see what I can find as we ponder life and what’s it all aboutContinue reading “a little advice”
I’m taking baby steps, I should be doin’ them two at a time. Timidity plagues me. Insecurity wracks my mind. Am I skating on thin ice when I'm ready to break out and sail the skies. I don’t know what’s holding me back other than myself Or the perceptions of somebody else. I speak too softly, gotta learn to shout. Get up on that stage and rageContinue reading “What If”