I believe we feel pain to let us know we are alive. When we are very young, we don't have the maturity to see all the bad in this world. Until we are hurt we just cruise along and then hit that bump in the road. It also feels to me that the good people are the ones who receive most of the pain. The others, "manipulators" who go through life and inflict pain without even caring how it affects people, no concept of being responsible for their actions, continue to hurt yet they are able to live. Those of us in pain are left to try to make sense of this pain. We become angry and put up walls. I feel those walls for me will never come down. Good write it makes people think. Keep writing and I hope one day you will be free from this monster called pain. Sandi.
your cigarette glows over the TV
grey clouds emanate in this grotes
When you say you’re by yourself
you need to look around.
Maybe reevaluate your mental healt
If I’m so rich at mind,
Then i better share the wealth.
Sailing at night or sailing in mor
all sailors take warning.
We live in a tide of lows.
With sewage that backflows through
I could just sit here for hours,
Thinking of the things to write an
But the only truth that matters
Is that you were in my heart and m
So it’s my love I hope you find
another caffeinated week and
I’m stuck wandering in my dreams a
feeling so damn beat
yet all I can do is smile
whats going out of style
How come you are like the air to m
I can’t hear or see you
But I know you are there for me
Each inhale bringing clarity
you take care of me
These words so permanent,
Each letter I feel.
With words so permanent,
How do I distinguish what’s real?
I don’t understand
let me through
let me through
I have two hands just like you
yet mine have been scarred and bro
i see past the horizon, beyond the
If people only knew how fast a min
These blue eyes see past grey skie
To be a poet.
Is it knowing self-worth?
If that is truly something,
It wasn’t given at birth.
Words are sharp, they cut like kni