Aug 26

Untruth

Truths told through narrowed eyes and gritted teeth.
Promises, woven with golden thread around the hearts of those bound by the words.
Dreams, built up from the ground into palaces, art, new wonders of the world.
Wondering eyes and wandering hearts, never able to be locked into one place.
Journeys planned on paper, drawn in full color and detail, until you can almost believe you are there.
Roads falling into place in front of you, paved in gold and shadows.

Lies told through narrowed eyes and gritted teeth.
Promises, woven from severed threads, tearing apart the hearts of those once bound by the words.
Dreams, falling down to the ground, palaces crumbling, art turning to dust, and wonders worn away by time.
Searching eyes and still hearts, locked into place as they once swore they never would be.
Journeys, written on paper that has long since been lost, a faded memory in sepia tones.
Aug 16

Alive

The sound of faltering footsteps in the darkness, the runner wheezing with laughter. Meteors whizzing through the night sky, reminding us of how big the universe is. Crickets and cicadas, buzzing, chirping, making noise, creatures smaller than us, their lives even more delicate. The creaking swings, with talking, giggling children perched upon them. Lights on, game night until you're barely awake. Bug bites, itch itch itch. A little breeze, winding its way around until it feels like a miniature tornado of frigid air. Candy, chomped and chewed until the sugar is long gone, packages lying empty. BINGO! Prize claimed and shared at the table, spiraling us into sugar highs. Summer, surrounding me until it's what I eat, drink, and breathe. Everything, coming together to prove to me that I'm really living. Not just living. Alive.
Jul 22

The Moment

The moment your world changes may seem insignificant.
It's not.
It can be the most important thing of the day,
Or the week,
Or maybe longer.
That moment,
Just a snapshot,
Sometimes lost in a sea of other seconds,
Can be life-changing,
Gut-wrenching,
Thrilling,
Heartbreaking,
Terrifying,
Or a million and one other emotions.
The moment your world changes blends in,
Always seeming to be drowned out by other things,
People,
Places,
Sounds,
Smells,
Or anything else.
Just another thought discontinued.
The moment your world changes can feel tiny.
It isn't.
So,
live in 
The
Moment
Jul 16

Come Undone

Tightly wound,
Clutching morals in desperate hands,
Always hungry for more.
More truths,
Wrapped within lies,
And lies,
Hidden like a seed in truths.

Standing rigid,
A statue,
The perfect exemplar of trust.
The only thing marring the perfectness of the statue,
Is the worry lines,
From years upon years,
Of nothing but being 'perfect'.

Wandering blind,
In the dark, twisted ways of the world.
The only hand to hold on to,
Is the one they are never sure they can trust.

But still,
They do,
Too bound by the standards,
Preset for them,
No way to disable them.

The human mind is no phone,
It isn't a one of the simple games of a child.
The mind of a human being is complex,
Confusing,
Going forwards, backwards, sideways, up, and down,
All at once.

The mind is wound up,
Always working,
Working,
Working,
Jul 12

As We Fall

Wind rushing past,
Fast enough to steal the breath from your lungs.
Memories,
Thoughts,
Replaying at high speed.

The fall of a person,
The fall of a nation,
Tumbling
d
  o
    w
       n,
down,
down,
Into the ashes,
Remants of the time before,
The time before the fall.

As we fall,
I wonder,
How have we done this,
To ourselves?

As anger and hate collide,
I ask,
Why must we throw words at each other,
Like they are bullets,
Torpedos,
Bombs,
Grenades?

As morals sink,
Hopes dim,
I question,
How can we fix this?
This mess we have made?

But then,
As we fall,
Some rise,
And I begin to hope.

As we fall,
Will we rise?
Jul 08

Human

A million little mistakes,
A million triumphs,
A million words,
A billion thoughts,
All rolled into one.

Falling down,
Standing back up,
Climbing,
Soaring,
Flying,
All at once.

Places traveled,
Things done,
Goals met.

Tears,
Laughter,
A million and one emotions.

All at once.

A cacophany of colors,
Sounds,
Ideas.

All together,
Forming a

Human.
 
Jul 02

A Letter To My Country

Dear America,
Where to start?

Your people are divided,
In hate,
And in love
Some spend their days isolated,
Others do the isolating

America,
Your people are scared,
Hurting,
Worried,
Oblivious

So many of our issues are being overlooked
Like they never mattered
Like you couldn't care less

Dear America,
I was raised pledging allegiance
Every morning
I was raised to respect
Those who shaped our land

I was taught our history,
The wars,
That anger,
That awful hate
And now I see history repeating itself

America,
Are we nothing
But a ticking time bomb?
A nation waiting to explode?
Are we destroying ourselves,
From the inside?

America,
I beg you to change your ways.
I ask you to listen to the pleas of your people
I want you to realize what we are doing to ourselves
Jun 18

Broken

The pieces of her heart,
Strewn around,
Shattered on the floor.
Her eyes are empty,
The light within them lost.
Her loss cuts her deep.
Her loss cuts him deep too.
Her heart is broken,
Beyond repair.
She is broken,
Maybe unfixable.
And he...
He is the one who broke her.
Jun 18

Flashlight

On
Off
On
Off
Light
Dark
Light
Dark
The flashlight,
A narrow beam of wobbling light.
Illuminating only a little bit of the whole.
Showing a piece of the big picture.
When it flicks off,
We go back to darkness,
It doesn't make a difference if our eyes are closed.
Darker than night.
When that battery dies,
The light is gone.
And we are alone,
In the dark.
May 21

Footsteps

Following,
In the footsteps,
Of those around me.
Always,
Trying to prove,
That I can be great,
I can be amazing,
I can be outstanding,
I can be enough.
Sprinting to keep up,
Following,
Always following.
Living in the shadows,
Never touching the spotlight.
Backstage,
In the dark.
Lonely,
In the way I only am,
When I am trying to be someone else.
Following,
In the footsteps of those around me.
And now,
​I am ready to make my own.

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