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Growing+glowing

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  So today is my birthday, and I decided to do something special for it, so I wrote a poem:) Looking back I’ve had some rough times Been taken by surprise Grown thick skin, tried to hide Almost believed my wings weren't meant to fly. Looking back, I tried to keep stable Relationships that weren't able To work out With people who were too loud. Saying sorry doesn't heal things Then they asked why I was dying And crying When they were lying. But now I’m doing better In a new niche not cornered Writing poems of the former Documenting all the storms. But now there’s no looking back Developing a new tact Not focusing on what I lack Instead on those who have my back. So thank you to those who remember me Who don’t think my suffering is funny You’re the ones who keep me going The ones who keep me growing.

Dancing in the Rain

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  And we were dancing in the rain Got told we were insane  But the concrete was wet With proof of our steps High on caffeine  We were making a scene The trees spinned with us Rustling their dripping leaves enough To make me see This is where I was meant to be

No Body No Crime

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Este’s a friend of mine We meet up every Tuesday night for dinner and a glass of wine Este’s been losing sleep Her husband’s acting different and he smells like infidelity  She says “That ain’t my Merlot on his mouth.” “That ain’t my jewelry on our joint account.” Not there ain’t no doubt I think I’m gonna call him out. She said “I think he did it but I just can’t prove it.” But oh, no body no crime, And I ain’t letting up until the day I die. Este wasn’t there Tuesday night at Olive Garden at her job or anywhere He reports his missing wife And I noticed when I passed their house his truck has got some brand new tires And his mistress moved in Sleeps in Estes bed and everything  No there ain’t no doubt  Somebody’s gotta catch him now Cause she says  I think he did it but I just can’t prove it No, no body no crime But I ain’t letting up until the day he dies Good thing my daddy made me get a boating liscense when I was fifteen And I’ve cleaned enough houses to know how to cover up a sce

Backstabbed

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  “You've changed for the worst.” Go ahead tell me what you heard Try to come at me, make me hurt. See me at my lowest, and then desert. But I rose up from my pain Broke all my restraints And I’ve dealt with all the shame You try to make me feel. All this gossip behind my back I try to fight, then you attack From the other side With dastardly lies. And nobody seems to see My side. Nobody tries to read What they try to hide. And all the fake friends Are coming at me again We’re doing a dangerous dance And you’ve cheated, dagger in your hands. But I can rise up From all your backstabbing I can shut you up If I drown out your voice with my singing.

Dear Stevan

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  Dear Stevan I’m tired of your prediction All the shaking and pacing Heartbreaking waiting Coming between her and me taking a stand So many tears lost in isolation  I tread softly  Since you’ve come around  Hear your name, you froze Our friendship with one single sound All I want is my best friend back You don’t deserve her And I keep filling in checks A wingless bird Falling through space cause of your hex Gingerly trying to fill in the gaps Dear Stevan You don’t know how she’d do anything To keep you from fading But you keep her waiting On your senseless berating Your malicious gleam She’s clay in your hands and you’re playing  Dear Stevan I’m done with the sound of your name The cage fighting restraints How she says that you’re perfect  But you’re toxic and wrong in poison you’re decked But I’m the one who takes the blame When it’s you who’s playing the game Dear Stevan

A Campfire Means Home

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  Stayed the night at a KOA Remember back when we were afraid  Of the dark? Wobbly tables and marshmallows  “I can’t sleeps!” And headlamp glows Light up memories so well. The hand-me-down sleeping bags And noisy nights that seem to drag On, and on, and on. The parties next door And second hand ponds Lunches from the middle seat All these led me to believe  A campfire means home. But looking back, I wouldn’t change One single thing Worn out memories  Like a faded pillowcase

King of Hearts

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  You had your heart up your sleeve Unknowing you took your leave Magic kiss awakened me from my sleep You used your ace but now it’s me You’re the king of hearts baby But I’m your ace of spades Digging into your heart saving Memories of ours and every forgotten faith You spend time playing hero But we both know you’ve got fears oh But it’s all good cause we balance out I’ll be your quiet, you be my sound They call that one girl your queen But let’s be honest we both know its me Ex lovers have all had their flings But baby now you can be set free cause I’m your winning trick I’m your burning wick They call you a player, call you slick But truth is, I’m the one who thought real quick To give you that extra prick It’s hard to believe you saw me With all your illusions and dysfunctioning wings But oh baby you gave me rings Shimmering hollow things. You’re the king of hearts baby But I’m your ace of spades Digging into your heart saving Memories of ours and every forgotten faith You spend