Twisted

The inconsistency of my thoughts

tangles me with myself.

I am unable to control 

the footsteps of my mind.

As my left leg longs

to step right,

my right leg reaches

to the left,

yet I know

that I should only move forward. 

I trip over myself

and fall more times

than I can stand,

so I remain

twisted

on the path to virtue.

Erupted Galaxy

I ache at the memory
of your unclouded eyes,
as I recall the clear,
crystalline reflection
that vividly portrayed
me–
Only me.
Now, when I catch glimpse,
I see that the galaxy
has erupted
and each and every star
fell into your eyes.
Blinded by the reflections
that now infest your mind,
you can no longer
remember mine.

The Cleanse

Step into the tide
and let the waves crash
over your tarnished being
and drown the demons
that infested
your desiccated soul.
The crowd of emptiness
welcomed the onslaught
and all you could was allow
them to encroach on you.

Find the sea and step
into the tide–
the water will wash
the afflictions away.

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This is the first poem I’ve written in awhile because I haven’t had much time to write or think about things to write. So, it’s not my best but it’s something. I didn’t want to stop writing and forget that I love it so much. Hopefully I’ll be able to get a few more out this week. I hope you enjoy!

The Stranger Who Stood Next To Me

I don’t know
who will read this,
but I know you
never will
but there’s this alarm
sounding throughout my system
signaling that it’s time
for me to wake up.

I need you to know
that I will miss you
and everything
I once believed in.
I’ll miss the times
when life was simple
and I looked toward
the future
because it was us,
together,
taking on the world.

I have been dreaming
of those days,
hoping they would return,
but as I’ve been lying
in my dream state of mind,
I’ve found it hard
to open my eyes
to a you that I’ve never known.

But as I’m slowly waking,
I can see the truth– you
have never been you.

I needed you to be
who I thought you were,
so I closed my eyes
and erased all of the signs
that could have helped me realize
that you were just a dream,
a figment I created
out of the stranger
who stood next to me.

By the Light of a Candle

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The iridescent glow of a candle
in the middle of the night.
From afar, it is silent and beautiful,
yet, dim.
Its light, when seen by those passing through
is given no thought.
Seeing only an ordinary candle
as ordinary people would.
From a distance, it’s impossible for them to know.
For they can only see a faint glimmer.
But to those near,
they know something different.
The warmth and light it provides.
Its dancing flame,
flickering and swaying with the beat of the air.
Its crackling and calming sounds.
They admire and appreciate it.
Because they know its true form.
But those who never cared
enough to get close,
will never know.