It’s My Life

I had an encounter today That left me feeling some type of way I have to wonder if it’s all worth it If I earned enough karma to deserve this I asked the skies for a sign next day you appear, my answer in disguise I'm not surprised for I've lived my life In the... Continue Reading →

How?

How do you measure a mess? That for ten years you kept suppressed At each bump an attempt to digress Hoping each path leads to success They used to tell me to trust the process Fuck the process I need to progress I'm not that little girl in the polka dot dress I'm that bitch... Continue Reading →

Dark Hole

This pain please console This heart slowly unroll Pull each thorn from my soul Lift me out of this dark hole

Ive Been Lost

  I found this in my notes application- Sitting untouched for almost a year. I have a plethora of notes saved, a mess of unfinished poems, unfound emotions, and never ending questions. Sometimes I feel as if I'm writing the same poem twice. Its hard for me to write about sunshine's and rainbows, I'm oblivious... Continue Reading →

Sundays

I don’t know what it is about Sundays Im good all week or at least some days But then comes Sunday, and that heartless fire Got me calling you a liar Got me taking deep breathes trying to focus Unless I say a word you wouldn’t notice My everything is a mess Fighting demons -... Continue Reading →

Instability

I've given up several times before I reached a patch of emptiness like a complete bore I can't tell you how I feel bc im not in tune anymore I don't know what I want anymore When I was younger I had a clear idea of life as I got older I should have figured... Continue Reading →

Far away

All my life I wanted to run away To a land far far away One that probably doesn't even exist A land of pure bliss All I want to hear are the silent echos Of the wind blowing through fresh meadows Where I can sit alone A place I could for once call home

I Got Issues

Has it ever dawned on you that you might have daddy issues?  I've never had a healthy relationship with any man just fresh tissues Why do I do this to myself? I could ask it a thousand times But then I'd cover it with self inflicted lies. When a man talks down to me I'm... Continue Reading →

Time Flies By the Blind

I wrote this poem a few years back and every time I read it I'm in the same exact mental place as when I wrote it, it's crazy how powerful emotions are and how some feelings will forever resonate with you. Some things just never change. In the back room with a face full of... Continue Reading →

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