Drunk
Blatant disregard
Negligent disrespect
All falls into disrepair
Are you still too drunk to care? Continue reading “Moonlit Musings – Alcohol”
Drunk
Blatant disregard
Negligent disrespect
All falls into disrepair
Are you still too drunk to care? Continue reading “Moonlit Musings – Alcohol”
Reflexively – the truth follows the trust,
Even though the darker honesty I keep hushed.
Always aware of this unbearable truth;
The one you couldn’t bear to hear,
The one carried on bruised shoulders. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #22: Trust”
If I told you what I believed,
It would change how you see me.
You’re not ready for the honesty
So I’ll supply any lie you need. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #30 – Noble Lies”
Sometimes, I balance
Heavy weights of opposing choices –
Loving the voice
My misery gives me,
And being happy.
Appreciated tragedy. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #151 – Inspiration”
Thinking back to days that have passed,
I wish I could remember:
The mornings that seemed to last forever
The afternoons when anything was possible
And the nights with more star than dark
The scent of the breeze
The shade from palm trees
The warm ocean waves
Doing as we pleased
The people I met
The way time was spent
The feel of the wind, the sun, the sea
I wish to rewind, relive it one more time.
But will going back shatter the memory?
I wish they could last an eternity,
But they continue to escape me,
Fading away as I grow older,
Turning swiftly into a hint of a story
With details forgotten and faces blurry.
Jessie Gutierrez
Harsh Reality
You thought things would change
Like the words meant I’d miraculously be better
But passed experience has left me lastingly bitter.
All my love before has been vicious –
Cracked glass and thrown dishes,
171. Ignorance Fallen from grace, Lost faith, Unforgiveable ignorance, And inconvenient knowledge. I can no longer think of either of us, The same as when you had my trust, as when I had my respect. At times, I only wish to eject, You wholly from my life. Go back to before, to focus only on the holy, to before, when God was who I prayed to, who I expected to: Save a wretch like me. who I always wanted: To believe. But you, like Him, seem present only on a whim. I'm through with absent heroes and, Misplaced worship of what's on the surface. I miss when the words I heard from you Carried more than just their own weight. I can no longer stay up late to debate Your strength and my weakness. I can't forgive all you don't know. Because when I needed to confess Was an inconvenience. My life may be a mess. But I no longer want either of your help To clean it up. Fallen from grace, Lost faith, Unforgiveable ignorance, And inconvenient knowledge.
You Can Do Better
You can do better.
But maybe,
he’s what you deserve…
What you’re earned
Driven by fear
And not ambition. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing: Judgement Calls”
Once again, I have written no new poetry for this week XD I cannot multitask to save my life. So here’s an old poem I forgot I had written:
Between Two
She’s got 2 boys, she wishes were 1 man –
One gives attention and care; always overeager to be ‘there’,
The shoulder to cry on, the lending, helping hand.
And the other?
He’s the blockade behind which she stands,
Useless but familiar; at least he’s a known burden. Continue reading “Super Old Poetry Post!”
Maryland
I’m scared to see you
My forsaken muse, My forgotten disease,
The words you once pulled from me
With such tainted ease,
Have been traded for these medicated
New views of what I should adhere to,
And who it is I should listen to,
And hunting for a new way to get by. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Homesickness”