Poems

Oh how I long for the beauty of the day
The ever flowing ocean waves
For the brilliance of such innocence
For the touch or the great dance
I love her, my love, my one

I try to show my love,
Instead I mess it all up.
I try to show you I care,
But I did the opposite.
I try to do what you want,
But I do something else. Continue reading “I Break Down”

Sometimes I feel like screaming.
I just get so sick of life.

Everyone, everybody, everywhere
They don’t know, they don’t see, they don’t care.

Follow me into the light Continue reading “Sometimes I Feel Like Screaming”

I feel disconnected from myself
My life is full of sorrow
So into the reason I shall delve
into the unknown I now go
To discover exactly why

I am away from my other half
Broken in two so heartlessly
No longer do I laugh
For my heart hangs lifelessly
I just need to cry

This is it, I’m finally leaving
After all this time
I finally am free

I know, I am still grieving
My heart is still broken
But I still feel free Continue reading “Finally Leaving”

As I travel to a new land
I hope deep inside for something grand
Anybody would want it in my position
But not many really understand me. Continue reading “The Next Step”

The sun set beautifully today
And took our wonderful light away
I wish you could have seen it
For it went away in a flick
You really should have been there
But alas you had to be elsewhere

As I stare forlornly into the waters of the ocean
I see then revealed the horrible truth of my solitude
My heart is locked up, caged in a solitary pen
It wishes to be whole and frantically fends

I long to be reunited with her
My beautiful little cure
Deep inside I feel so empty
For she completes me
Without her I am not whole
Being away from her rips my soul

Chapel is another class
Forced upon us heartlessly
It may as well be mass
Which drags on so endlessly Continue reading “Chapel”

Daytime troubles come to me
Sometimes as a million fleas
Other times as a tingling in my head
Like a bull reacts to the color of red
It’s not a battering, beating drum
But a slight silent pure pitched hum Continue reading “The Annoyances of a Day”