Today it's not coming
There's nothing to say
There's nothing to explore
There's nothing to convey.
...
In my experience,
I have seen others speak on a topic,
failing to make it clear that they are speaking
solely from
...
What is threatening to
undo the lbs
I've so painstakingly
gotten rid of?
...
I feel like having a good cry.
A mighty cry.
A cry that would wash out all that troubles me.
...
I don't blame you
For thinking I'd be sad.
And I was, for a while-
Maybe.
...
Commercials make me cry,
So do articles about talented men
Who, at age 44
of a massive heart attack
...
Your ignorance will not rub off on me
No
I refuse to inhale it
I will hold my breath when I’m around you
...
I require nothing of you.
Not because I love you,
but because
It is easier to require much of myself
...
After a great long break from literature study, I find myself longing for poetry. Im writing here, and sometimes it's pretty bad, but it helps me cope with the situations Im going through. Poetry execution is not high on my concern list. I believe poetry is something that flows from the heart. Not everyone's heart is cognizant of stanzas and iambic pentameter etc. It's ok with me that my poetry is not good. Im just writing for me. If you don't like my poetry that fine... just move on. This is not a class and you are not required to read. There are thousands of poets on PH. Youre bound to find one you like! Thanks!)
An Issue Of Trust
I do not allow
people
into my heart.
I do not trust them
to not
tear it all apart.
I do not trust
people
not to hurt or betray
me.
And so I protect
my heart
by locking the gate
and hiding the key.
In all of this mistrust
I can clearly see
That one I truly do not trust
is me.