Kettle
` silence is piercing through my e… and I cannot stop the flow of tear… Drowning out those years. Now I’m shifting gears. ————
It’s the most perfect day. Blue skies, it’s hot– I’m by the… Got nothing I really have to do b… Finally peace and quiet. But, I am absolutely exhausted.
can beauty exist without pain can the rain-forest exist without the cries from the rain the novelty of remembering one’s n… is like a creature in the great te…
The real life I live is in my hea… It’s the thoughts I have before I… I replay every conversation I've… Im not sure if that's good or bad. I wish I could speak freely witho…
We do not see with our eyes We see with our brains We see with our minds Our eyes are what we see through Portals to the external world
I can’t stop thinking about you, every waking second of the day It’s painful, won’t go away I see your face, my mind melts Talking to you,
I couldn’t imagine, what life could’ve been if I would be able to experience your grin. Taking my time,
I open my eyes and I am awakening The sense of the truth and reality That I have no idea what’s going… The external world is beyond my re… The devil will always preach
I belong to nothing, nobody not a… Nothing a memory can bring, I never stay long enough to last I breath a cool breath of the past… I belong to no one,
Sometimes my actions don’t match m… It feels kind of absurd. That when I speak, I don’t always… Think a thought, speech is slurred… Open mic, spoken word.
The more you run from something, the more it begins to follow you. The thing you want to stop thinkin… is the only thing on your mind. What ends, will always being.
The silence has become so loud. My head feels like it’s a balloon… All I hear is the phone ringing,… It replays like a broken stereo, a… You erased me, you decided to eras…
It plays over an over again in my… It won’t go away, can’t get out of… 5 am and the feelings are all gone… Is it the will to be right or the… Back and forth with the same tune,…
A feeling that is unfortunately ti… Not a poem that is rhyme-less, It makes sense, but feels tense. I swear we shared something real, I am not quite sure of your ordeal…
Life flows in unexpected direction… So long I have felt disconnected… A bit disconnected from myself at… Losing my 9-5 feels daunting, but… a sense of freedom.