MISSING

While learning you

I lost myself between the blurred lines

By searching for you

I could no longer be found

And when I lost you

I knew I’d never return quite the same

 

Paralyzed

It occurs overtime

The thoughts circling in your head never reach the half point of a doubt

You are so sure of yourself

and with that power you can do most anything

It isn’t until something small occurs

a 1 on the richter scale to your tiny, little world

the smallest of lightning bolts strike your heart

And under all of this unpredicatable weather in the air

your enormous smile begins to shrink

and crack

With each shift of the tectonic plates

and each storm of rain

you reach the point of no return

It occurs overtime

The thoughts circling in your head stretch over the line of doubt

There is not a day that goes by where you do not question every little thing you do

The power you once had long ago has been replaced with kryptonite

All of the small things that have occurred

now amount to much more than just  the Richter scale

Your world has advanced beyond your control

The bolts no longer cause any pain to your soul

they have paralyzed you

The sun does not remember how to shine

Even the rain refuses to fall from the sky

The muscles in your lovely, sorrowful face

fail to pull up the corners of your mouth any longer

none of this is your fault

you did not even see it coming

For as I said before

It happens overtime

 

(The songs I choose to include have similar meanings to the poems I write. The poems are not written based off of the songs, they simply just remind me of the things I have written. I attach the songs because music is an art created by poems.)

Song: Paralyzed by NF   Lyrics

Steel Walls and Empty Hearts

 

There is a force as strong as the moon pulling the tide, pulling me back to you. And I have been trying to set myself free since the day I stepped foot inside of your prison, but each time I open the door I end up locking myself back in. And although I blame you for making me want to stay, I know in my heart that no one can make me do anything at all. In the end it has always been my decision to let the tide control me; I have risen above the moon and it’s incredible strength. I have managed to walk away. Despite the fact I turn around multiple times on my way out of this box made of metal bars and concrete, this time I have locked the door from the outside. I have released myself from the pain of holding on far too long and much too tight. I understand you may be confused, but you mustn’t overlook all you have put me through. It is now your turn to make your way to the door and learn how to be strong enough to unlock it and leave everything inside, only taking yourself along with the wind. Although your existence has caused discomfort towards my heart, I hope you find it in yourself to leave behind the person you have created with little white lines and thick clouds of smoke. I pray that you will begin to see everything that you could be outside of this cage. Set yourself free.

 

(The songs I choose to include have similar meanings to the poems I write. The poems are not written based off of the songs, they simply just remind me of the things I have written. I attach the songs because music is an art created by poems.)

 

Song: Intro III by NF      Lyrics

Sunshine Mixed with a Little Hurricane

The damned and the beautiful

except she’s both

One moment

the tears threatening to spill

creating a tsunami

And then

laugher as pure as a new born baby

creating double rainbows across the sky

And that’s why I’ll never understand

why humans

question the change in weather

Song: Perfect Storm by Brad Paisley           Lyrics: Perfect Storm by Brad Paisley

(The poems I write are not connected with the songs I choose. I just simply believe that music and poetry are one, and that each poem I write has a song with similar meaning to it somewhere in the world.)

A Form of Goodbye

You cannot speak to me

with knives

And expect me to respond with an embrace

You cannot throw thorns at me

And expect me to return unmarked

You cannot keep me in this cage

And expect me to not try and break free

You cannot expect me to keep returning

If all you do is make me stay

 

Song: This is Gospel by Panic at the Disco         Lyrics: This is Gospel by Panic at the Disco

(The poems I write are not connected with the songs I choose. I just simply believe that music and poetry are one, and that each poem I write has a song with similar meaning to it somewhere in the world.)

Welcome to my brain.

Hello World,

I’d like to start this off casually, you see, I am just someone with a bundle of thoughts inside of her head. A little too much thinking and enough writing to fill every page in all of the notebooks in the world. I have been writing for quite some time and it has become one of my most favorite things to do. Many of my close friends, family and people who have taught me a few things before they had to go have encouraged me to share my art with the world, but I have been utterly shy. It is a very difficult concept to pour your heart out onto paper and then place it in the hands of someone close to you and give them the ability to see right through you in that very moment. I contemplated this for a long time. I finally decided that the thoughts in my head must be heard and must be shared. I have come to fall in love with my complicated brain overtime. I despised it for for various reasons, but there have been a few beautiful human beings who have taught me to love every thought I put to paper because I have the power to create a feeling with only a few words. So, I would like to welcome you to my brain, brought to you by my heart and soul. The things I plan to share will not be easy for me, but I can only hope that it will be worth it. I’d also like to include a song to go along with each post, and I hope you find the time to listen to each one because lyrics and poems are equal, they’re both sung by the tune of our hearts. Thank you to those who have given me the courage to do so, I couldn’t thank you enough for pushing me until I (finally) gave in. You know who you are, atleast I truly hope you do. Welcome.

Song: Mansion by NF  Lyrics: Mansion by NF