Poetry

  • On being brave

    There are days when I fall asleep wondering about the line between stupid and brave.


    Brave

    Is a hero rushing into battle

    Ready to fight

    For their passion


    Stupid

    Is a hero rushing into battle

  • ABC Heart poem

    I'm not sure how I feel about this poem, I don't think it's really good but I really wanted to participate in this challenge. :)

     

    All times my heart has

    Broken into pieces

  • relatable silence

    It's that time of year again

    where some "news" are formed

    and some "olds" are forgotten.

    The faces of friends

    become familiar again,

    while last year's math formulas

    do not.

    We come together

  • 2019

    I creeped through the doorway;

    Looking over Mom’s shoulder to find my

    Daily dose of everyone's obituary.

    Each vine of life is

    Frail and cradled by the lava of metal

  • I Am Not Red With Blood

    Red is the color I lack.

    It's rumored to bleed--but I never saw it this month

    or the last.... few (+2 years) times

    I've been sick for too long,

    lacking something that will give "a women her purpose".

  • Replaced memories

    You created memories

    And then got to move on

    Leaving them untouched and perfect

    Mine are being trampled.

    Walked all over by my friends

    My peers

    I can't DO this

    This constant emotional bombardment

  • Trees Talk

    The trees talk,

    you know?

     

    They talk and if you listened

    you would know,

    they whisper

    like kindergarteners

    who can't stand straight in lines

    but they can jump straight

  • Lagging

    I thought

    I'd be fine on my own this year

    After being shown the ropes

    But...

    I didn't realize how much of a lifeline you were

    Until I was stranded

    Didn't realize I fell further and further down