This is just a collection of things that were going through my head and what I was dealing with at the time. I don't have any explication for these since they explain themselves fairly clearly.
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I never thought it possible to get so caught up in grief,
The kind where you watch the days pass,
With no sort of closure or relief,
The person you thought would always be there,
Is now gone forever and you are left with your own beliefs.
6/25/16
The mind is a scary place when it's filled with regrets,
They say to live without them,
But I find it hard when they feel like threats,
They bash through the door and take you hostage,
Until you give in to their bets.
6/25/16
I walk a fine line between love and fear of darkness,
There are places in my mind that are similar to that of a black hole,
They drag me in to a myriad of painful emotions,
Where I just end up spiraling out of control,
Yet night-time is when I work at my best,
The faint luminescence of the moon against the house next door,
It ignites the wonder of my imagination,
Creating creatures that belong within the pages of folklore.
6/29/16
I don't trust this heart of mine,
It has a love for people that could scare a more logical mind,
It sells parts of itself off like an auctioneer,
The more beats there are per person the more it becomes entwined,
Some days I wish I could be cold as stone,
To go without fear of others' words, without the pain, the sadness,
But then there wouldn't be happiness in any form,
And to one who has felt extreme joy that is something of madness.
7/3/16
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Poems Encrusted with History
PoetryHere is a selection of poems from a different time in my life. When things were much more of a struggle than they are now and when I was completely destroyed by the death of my best friend. These are the emotions I went through, the fights I had wit...
