I broke my promise.
I can’t move forward,
But there’s nothing to move back to. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #111 – Broken”
I broke my promise.
I can’t move forward,
But there’s nothing to move back to. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #111 – Broken”
Obligation born of necessity,
Is this destiny?
To be confined by lies,
Ever eager to confuse the ruse.
Ruthlessly use another,
To cover sinful secrets,
That partially put puzzling parts
Passed inspection. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #129 – Obligation”
Even with this sinking depression,
I feel the rise of aggression
Towards you.
I need distance,
And a distraction,
Because for a fraction,
Of a second.
I thought I could count on you.
I was wrong.
And now I can’t forget
What it felt like to believe you
Better than you are. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #170 – In Time”
-I’m frustrated –
How to compensate for the failures of another,
The one you’ve chosen over every other?
How can I make you discover,
That their lack does not reflect back, on you?
How can I soothe your wounds,
When it is not my words you wish for? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #155 – Frustration”
Well, it’s Valentine’s Day! A day of chocolate and hearts and amateur diners. I’ll be spending the day bouncing around the restaurant I work in, rushed by sugar, trying to give out warm, fuzzy experiences and delicious food. Since I cannot give you lovely readers that second thing, I thought I’d try to share the first. Here goes:
I’m either falling or I’m flying,
But I can’t quite tell which.
It’s a switch from my average,
This suspicion sense of bliss. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #118 – Falling, Flying, Floating”
The promise of “I’ll see you again”,
And of everlasting eternity,
Beckons me like a siren song,
But it feels wrong
To crave to belong
With those whose beliefs
Ring so hollow to me. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #93 – Obedience and Oblivion”
I reread what was said last night,
Sorrowful words written despite,
Good reason and self interest.
Yet another drunken fight,
Where you stay sober,
And take complete advantage over
Me and my insecure eager to please pleas. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #109 – Easy Target”
A wanderer like me can’t show you the path,
I’m happily lost in the trees.
You said you needed the safety of:
The road traveled before, the one that’s well worn.
I’d accepted that you’ll never abandon ‘the plan’ and let me lead,
So now I can’t believe how you’ve gone astray,
Foot prints and foot trails left every which way,
From my place amongst the leaves,
Your precious plan doesn’t seem,
To lead quite so far away from where I’ll be. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #195 – Lost”
Why do I keep doing this?
Fucking lemming lunging over the cliff,
Over and over, it’s never really over,
I think I’m addicted,
To the twisted
Way I hurt myself for you. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #48 – Really”
I held back,
And you looked hurt.
Mixed signals.
I don’t know how this works…
I’m trying to respect your words,
Even when you don’t…
Do you realize that you flirt
With the line between
Hypocrisy and restraint? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #50 – Mixed”