24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
’tis unfair, but a truth:
each time you break, you break somewhere other than you thought you knew how to heal/to deal with from before.
in this, there is no experience and practice makes perfect that will help:
each time you break differently, at a different spot,
And what you knew before, doesn’t work.
This is how you are altogether broken.
I forget the world I once had as a child that grew
The imagination that was created in the world’s that I wrote
At a time when escaping the world around me was a better choice
When things where different and the world was simpler
As long as the time was available and no one was around
I escaped to a world that was all of my own
A place that I could make things as I wanted
In a time that I could lose minutes on top of hours on top of days
My world was something that could help me and hinder me
For the world that I create could be a place I could never leave
From character to character and day to day
Once I was inside and caught the outside world would just melt away
As to why I left that world I will never know
And the more I try the less of the world I see
To become lost in a world that was once me
When can I find my true self
And where will I be when that world comes crashing on me
I wait for the waves that once over came me
That closed around me and invaded everything I was
For the creativity that was once my whole world
Where will my creativity come from and when
I am ready for wave upon wave of worlds to create
And for a time that I can lose minutes upon hours upon days
behold: the thinking man on his boulder, resting his chin on his hand;
he contemplates the pebble at his feet,
Concludes: The world is naught but the pebble and the pebble is worthy of care;
he sees the pebble;
in all it’s glory and perfection.
satisfied, concludes: I’m a thinking man, but can also feel, can also care – foor i care about this pebble.
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The world-consuming fires finally arrive at the pebble at the thinking man’s feet;
he screams.
In love with night, oh yes I am
through its dark I ran,
The stars are out, and I can’t sleep
I love the night its dark so deep.
In love with night with all its sounds
solace when I’m feeling down,
Tears dry up from all my pain
they now mix up with the night rain.
In love with night until no end
If only I can depend,
Upon the moon and all the stars
I love the night my love goes far.
We need food
We need shelter
We need to feel safe
We need to survive
We need money
We need jobs
We need education
We need careers
We need support
We need drive
We need passion
We need discipline.
hands are lead,
words are burnt:toast.
brain’s melted,
metre and rhyme lost.
But,
I can,
I will.
I do.
Symmetrically round
An orange-reddish color
Shining across the sky
When you arrive it is extremely beautiful.
When you leave it is extremely beautiful
In your absence,
You leave us with your soul mate.
Just as beautiful, but with a much different look.
This soul mate of yours shines only because of you.
Sometimes it’s bright white which helps me walk home,
Sometimes I see it turn into a yellow golden color,
Resembling Swiss cheese.
Both of you are great together,
Even though you live separately.
The bullying years they won’t go away
Laughter and jeers, that hurt every day.
Hard to forget wish I knew why
My sadness combined with tears that won’t dry.
It wasn’t me, I’ve realized that now
Never fit it in; I wanted somehow
On Sunday nights, I sobbed on in dread
fearing the weeks so inside I’m dead.
The bullying years, where no one showed love
To wake up in tears, completely shook up,
Still have no friends, afraid now to trust
I have stayed away, I simply now must.
Staring my way,
Just look away.
You green eyed freak.
Stay away from me!
I want to be happy.
I can’t be jealous like you.
I want to laugh and smile,
Not plot revenge.
I want to make sure he’s happy
“But he deserves you!” it told me.
Stop it you green eyed monster.
I don’t want him anymore!
I want to be over this already!
I can’t have you attached to my back
Get off!
Get out of the darkest parts of mind!
I’m just fine without him.
He can go love whoever he wants.
It doesn’t matter to me anymore.
You’re just an insecure emotion who feeds off of hatred.
I will not hold a grudge because of you.
You can’t have power over me anymore.