Is it me?
Probably
Do I need to change?
Probably
Will I change?
Nope
Tag: poem
Live life for you
Yeah so I did wrong
So what
I’m not perfect
Lost the plot
I have good days
Occasionally
Not always bad
Doesn’t always have to be
What’s a negative?
It’s whatever we think
Don’t go crazy
Push yourself to the brink
We’re not young forever
So fucking what
Live your life for you
That’s all we’ve got
I miss you
You know I miss you
It started with a kiss
A regard
A respect
And it escalated so quickly
I felt loved
I felt drugged
I felt in love
Every moment awake
Till the time I closed my eyes
I was happy you were there
Time flowed
I can’t explain how easy it was
It just felt good
Till the moment we confessed our love
I would cherish your cuddles
Your warmth
How you looked at me
How you touched me
When we cuddled
I wished to stay so close
To be in your skin
Glued for an eternity
I miss kissing your nose
I miss touching your shoulders
I miss kissing your lips
I miss you
Worth waiting for
I’ve been waiting so patiently
Days
Weeks
Months
Through the cold
Through the rain
The rain always makes me sad
But it’s not so bad
Just not so good
Hoping
To one day glimpse upon you
Your beauty
I can feel the anticipation
It’s been warmer
This is my favourite time
Feeling the sun
I can see you
The first bud
Not long now
Willing
Wanting
Until finally
I see you
You were worth waiting for
Thank you
That first kiss
We used to laugh
When we were young
We used to play
It was so much fun
I remember your smile
Your cheeky grin
All your taunts
You’d get them in
They were never mean
Always just
You always knew
Just how much
I miss you now
As I reminisce
I’ll always remember
That first kiss
1. A note to a depressed soul
When we do everything we can possibly do and nothing is ever good enough.
Why do we continue giving it our all when things do not change?
Is giving up an option?
The next day is always slightly better than the day before, at least the debut.
When we exhale loudly it gives better emphasis.
Why is letting down others worse than letting ourselves down?
Why won’t the crickets shut the fuck up
Feeling
Empty
Drained
Rejected
Sad
Angry
Disappointed
Questioning
Bitter
Reminiscing
Hating
Loving
Resentment
Gratitude
Emotional
Dejected
Lethargic
Suicidal
Appreciative
If I wasn’t living
I wouldn’t be feeling
The sweetest sugars bittersweet
The breath has gone
The spring too
Even looking at flowers
Just won’t do
The absence raw
Of what once was
Now with certain words
Left with just.. because
It was nice to love again
Even though short and sweet
The sweetest sugars
Have become bitter sweet
Embrace the life
To not rest glum
Not worry about
Finding someone
I pity you
The time I spent
Feeling sorry for myself
Just moping around
Resting on the shelf
Watching myself
From just behind
Wondering how
To get out of this bind
It’s been months now
Maybe even years
I’ve been crying to myself
Inside tears
Still not knowing
The answers
Not even knowing
The questions
How can we start?
If we can’t even finish
My attempt
A pointless gibberish
Pathetic little me
In a cold hard space
I pity you
And your sorry face
I like to listen
I’m trying to enjoy the sounds outside the house
I love to hear the crickets creek
As I’m silent like a mouse
It’s nice to be by the water
Hearing as it flows
Listening out as the cars pass
Oh how they go
The night always brings frogs
Croaking happily
The occasional cat fight
Tearing with their teeth
Now I hear the birdies
Singing to themselves
Nice to lose my thoughts
And be in some kind of peace
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