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The Snow

Sometimes I wonder if I’m still there.
If my memory haunts you
In the snow.
Like an old abandoned house
With a dusty box of letters,
Photographs and broken memories
Sitting by the stairs.

And when I think and think
I think too much, it makes me weak
I crumble to the ground and on my knees
I shed a single tear for memories I know
Are dying.

Am I still living?
Do you know that I’m awake
Or does the past only make
You run further away?

I know you filter out the snow.
The dreams of yesterday
When you mark down on your calendar
News plans penned today

You have the things you always said
That you wanted.
No, needed.
You have the things you thought
Would make you smile.

So are you happy?
Or was it something that you
Already had that you took for granted
Now gone forever

Someday an old lady
Will bring me back to life
Through pictures in her head
And warmth felt long ago

She will crumble to the ground on her knees
And shed a single tear for memories she killed
And know that she stomped a dream.

So I’m alive
Even if only for a moment
In the regrets of a tattered old woman
Whose heart never knew again
The true love she abandoned
In the snow.

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Lonely souls

Heart beat
Eyes blink
A ringing in the soul
Cold feet
Softly
Whisper all alone

Friday
I may
Change my world again
Nothing
Can bring
A smile to lonely souls

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Being Sad

Being sad
Doesn’t have to be
The worst thing in the world.
If other people see me
And they know me
And feel the need to show me
I should smile,
It shouldn’t make me mad.

Being sad
Sometimes is needed,
Feeling so defeated
Makes victory taste
Sweeter tomorrow.

Being sad
Feels awful when
There isn’t any end
In sight, and you stay awake
All night, and you wonder what makes
Your life turn around.

Being sad
Is temporary,
As most emotions tend to be.
So I tell myself,
I will be well,
And don’t feel so bad
About being sad
Today.

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Scars on my chest

The scars on my chest
Are not invisible.
Your eyes cannot see
What she did to me,
But that doesn’t mean
I never hurt.

The scars on my chest
Are deeper than I realized.
Even though I’ve moved on
The memory lingers on,
And a broken heart
Never fully heals.

The scars on my chest–
A bage of honor
I proudly wear,
Reminding me that under there
Is something that will
Never be hurt again.

The scars on my chest
Are a memory.
You helped me move ahead,
Proved that love is not dead.
A broken heart
Will never keep me down.

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The Same

Soon seems so far away,
or so it did yesterday.
Soon seems like a word
reserved for the absurd.

Never always knows
how to discourage those
who dream aloud,
those swallowed by the crowd.

Now’s already lost–at last
the present really is the past
the future’s never here,
reality is fear.

Never always tries
to destroy determined minds.
Never never keeps me down,
never will not see me drown.

Soon would be most ideal
if it were now, if it were real,
if it would listen to what I say
if it could carry me away.

Soon would be pleasant
if it were the present.
But soon, never, they drive me insane,
because soon and never are simply the same.

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Blind

My hands are not strong enough
to hold you up forever.
My mind aches with the pinch
of nostalgia coming back.
My eyes roll with every sigh
you breathe after I speak.
My world cannot maintain
the endless rejection.
My hands are holding on
but will soon let go.
My life is hanging in the balance
but you don’t seem to notice.

You don’t seem to notice
at all.

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Old man

The old man loved
and lost
but he felt like he’d won.
He’d expect the same
out of me too.
But a problem
remains
with the old man’s belief,
because the old man
never lost you.

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