“How long have you been holding those words in your head, hoping to use them?” - John Locke
A great Hope fell
You heard no noise
The Ruin was within
Oh cunning Wreck
That told no tale
And let no Witness in
The mind was built for mighty Freight
For dread occasion planned
How often foundering at Sea
Ostensibly, on Land
A not admitting of the wound
Until it grew so wide
That all my Life had entered it
And there were troughs beside -
A closing of the simple lid
That opened to the sun
Until the tender Carpenter
Perpetual nail it down -
Emily Dickinson, from Envelope Poems
For you, I'd slice open my soul,
Etch your fingerprints onto every crevice you've brushed.
For then, even while my mind deteriorates,
Still, the memory of your touch, I can trust.
I'd carve my heart from my chest,
And endow it to you in a ruby casket,
Since I know that come what may,
It'll beat as long as you have it.
He’s just so happy without me. It’s like I never even mattered to him in the first place. It’s like I don’t even exist anymore.
c / he moved on and I didn’t
I've mentioned it once...or twice,
How we all are lost, in life.
I've said it a first, a second time,
That we're all living, but not alive.
We're too busy being maniacal with our wants,
Being eaten alive by our thoughts.
To simply sit and smile,
At a single grateful thought.
We're too busy,
Churning in fear and desperation,
To take it easy,
To give our souls a vacation.
I've said it at some point,
How most of us have lost our inner voice,
It's been dulled out by the loud,
Shrieks of everyone else's choice
I've said it, at the very least I've thought it.
Thought about why we won't admit it,
Admit that we're no one,
If we don't think we fit in.
You're too busy hating on yourself,
To notice our love for you.
You're too busy loving everyone else,
To notice we hate ourselves too.
We're too busy wanting,
I'm too busy thinking.
We're all too preoccupied hurting,
To live a life with meaning.
Note: miss me? Hope you like the poem.
Word of the day: Rantipole
Wild and reckless
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the plan was
to catch up on the household duties
but you sold me on another beautiful day
I could be scrubbing in between tiles
or I could be filling our hours with smiles
and a little more
the half glass
that causes mine to overflow
I didn’t want to carry over the mess
I also don’t want to see you less
“Don’t ruin a good today by thinking about a bad yesterday. Let it go.” - Unknown
Maybe it wasn’t love, but nothing changed the fact that something about you changed a small part of me.
c / you moved me