Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • See you, brother

    I don't think you're a waste of space,

    I'll give you my room and my pillow

    As long as you make the bed afterwards,

    And close the windows to keep the rain out. 

     

    I don't think your not enough,

  • my hair

    my hair falls like clumps of tears

    ready to be set free,

    like chains held over my head.

    i tied my hair into knots

    of familial expectations,

    the knot’s been untied,

    and the cage has opened

  • I wish

    I wish I could be you.

    Running to your room

    Plugging your ears

    Whenever there's a scary part of a movie

    And coming back out in time

    To see the happy ending -

    Closing your eyes

    Covering your face

  • This man

    This man

    With a family who loves him

    But can't help him

    Because he needs to help himself first

    This man

    Drunk on hatred for himself

    For this world

    "Hopeless", they all say

    With their eyes

  • Regret

    I feel like I lost all the time

    I once thought I had

    Looking at you

    Even though you look the same

    The gray of your hair

    And the change of mine

    Tells me time has truly passed