Poems of Me
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My Poems:
"Why this?"
Why do i still think about you?
About this and that and all of it.
My heart is dripping with these bits of heaviness.
All around me my head is swelling.
Drowning in confusion.
Begging for that last drop of water.
It swirls around my mass of thoughts, and my eyes close softly.
To scatter those certain particles.
Light beating; I am not yearning.
Slow breathing; I am not excited.
The small marbles in my head are beginning to multiply.
Some are small, and others are larger.
Different colors are taking their places, to congratulate their essence if belonging.
Two beings into one.
Parts of one are, and yet parts of another are not.
Why must this be?
Be that as it may, it still must.
No control.
Yet perfect sanity.
Calm, but conflicted.
Overall, i am sane, yet nothing is there.
Confusion?
Or clarity?
this is my question.
Darkness is curling swirling into my reality.
Yet calm.
I wonder a small gleam.
Is there such a thing as calm fear?
I feel this now, and it makes me happy.
Am i sane now?
Confusion is my enemy, yet it desires to be friendly with my particle essence.
Why this?
It is unknown.
But not meant for me as well.
So i will not try to seek that understanding.
And will forever ask,
Why THAT, instead.
"Your eyes that do not see"
Suddenly i am lost within your thoughts.
I am not alone, but rather lost.
Caught up in the world beyond your touch.
As i open my eyes, i see shadows.
Looking apon your face, i see light.
How can i find my understanding?
To know who i am is to live without truth.
To know who you are is to live without pain.
The etching in my emotions are scratching on my heart.
I look for that place with no shadows, even as they chase me.
But when i can have your lights, i see peace.
How can i receive the glow that taunts my tears that hurt?
If my glow would pulse, aching to release, i would hold strong.
Knowing how to open the fingers i cannot see, is a challenge i do not have the knowledge to do.
Unable to create a new beginning, my emotions churn.
Overcoming those around me, knowing out of my own understanding.
The heal that wont beacon to the shadows of smoke.
When my tears streak, i will pressure my skin.
Things are, and things also aren't, but in the end, it doesn't matter.
All you need...
When you feel...
It can be searching.
Looking with your eyes that do not see.
But with your eyes that can sense the turmoil under the science that does not feel.
Create your own kind of strong imagination.
Your emotions will lead you, your knowledge can be the key.
To all beginnings.
To understand what you think alone in your mind, beneath the shadows,
You have to search with the roses in bloom,
Alongside, your eyes that do not see.
End
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Annnd,Vending? XD
I just got done hanging out with my boyfriend heart heart