Tag: poetry
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One true triumph
Sometimes you hurt people, sometimes people hurt you. There is no rule. This is a messy life. You can have many soulmates and connections in your lifetime, it doesn’t make any part of it less important or real. But a part that is very serious is your self respect. There is no one true love…
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Illusion of softness
Emotions can seem like they want softness and comfort, but I think sometimes this can be an illusion. Sometimes emotions want to escape themselves or rebel against themselves or challenge themselves. So much of reaching for comfort is actually just the fear that we won’t survive what the heart truly wants. the heart fears breaking…
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Colors of happiness
What are the colors of happiness? How is it different from what it is not so quite there? One is a muted yellow And the other is a clear yellow, transparent with sure light What’s the difference between a boy that’s almost just right and one that is just right? Yes I’m alive I’ve been…
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No voy a amar más
Esperando que el mundo sane Esperando que se escalen todas las montañas Y todas las escuelas se salven Todos los libros para leer Antes de dejarme abrazarSer salvoSer mirado y preguntado infinitamente profundamente Estoy demasiado cansado ahora para elegirEstoy demasiado cansado para amarte de vuelta No debería tener que hacerlo Las mujeres ya no tienen…
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I’m not going to love anymore
Waiting for the world to heal Waiting for all the mountains to be climbed And all the schools to be saved All the books to be read Before I let myself be held Be saved Be looked at and wondered about infinitely deeply I’m too tired now to choose I’m too tired to love you…
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Power
I knew a powerful man The most powerful man in his small town He had dreams of conquering the world In fact he conquered the heart of everyone he met He was so strong everyone listened to him He always got his way He overruled all my feelings and hopes But underneath power is fear…
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Limbo
Is crying beautiful Is it therapeutic Is it? Or is it just chaos Free falling From one place to another In transition in limbo Is there no world that can capture my pain Is there no sanity
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Personality
I have the side of me that is sensitive and the other side that is not, and the side that is sensitive simply reacts and gets hurt, but my actions never seem to be the result of what hurts me. My actions have no premeditation. I’m so impulsive that my personality seems like a gamble.…
SUBLIME COURAGE 