Life
Coming out screaming,
The first of many traumas.
The beginning of the end
Of light brought upon us.
Five years old, running in the snow.
Happier than ever,
Warmer than you’d know.
The fleece against my skin
All cuddled up
Feeling better than I’ve been
Like a fresh buttercup
Now it’s 2016
And the world has gotten bigger
The edge of a tween
Building up all this vigor
Music and flicks,
Games are my life,
Stirring cake mix
To ignore all the strife
Now I’m 18
They call me an adult
So many questions
And no one to consult
My world has shrunk
My eyes have sunk
Not enough energy to survive this funk.
Although I’ve lost
All that I’ve won
I know one day
I’ll see the sun
Again
Love
The beating heart of a newborn baby.
The burnt orange autumn leaves.
Running in circles while my mind is hazy,
I stop to catch my breath and heave.
The air is cold and crisp,
My skin is feeling dry.
All there’s left to do
Is look into your eye.
Falling down and deep,
I no longer see the sky.
The only light left is
Coming from our high.
What can I do now?
Where have we gone?
Feeling so lost
in this place, we don’t belong.
There are mothers and fathers,
Babies and toddlers.
Where do we fit in?
How did we end up in this room full of sin?
Craving to go back to the way it all was,
But all I can hear is an overwhelming buzz.
This pounding in my chest,
It’s true, there’s no denying
That love is nothing less than deeply terrifying.
The darkness, although present, is never overtaking.
As long as you don’t dwell on all the heart aching.
My breath is now endless,
My soul rested up.
Your love is so relentless,
It never gets corrupt.
I must look inside myself,
Analyze the problems.
It’s evident that there’s only one who can solve them.
My heart beats for you,
To the rhythm of your love.
I can’t seem to fathom
You’re the only one above.
Above all else,
Above even me.
Above the stale ego that corrupts and lets free.
Love is the bridge between selflessness and greed.
And although you may look back and try to recede,
It makes you realize what you want and what you need.
Death
To the ones who have left us
Here on this Earth
There are things to connect us
Until you rebirth
I sit at night
I lay and I ponder
Nothing in sight
Nowhere to wander
Is this how it feels?
To be forgotten?
No hot meals
And everything rotten
Everyday cold
And every song bland
Nothing left to hold
Not even my own hand
I pray the lord
And I’m not even religious
To help me board
These horrible bridges
To reach the other side
Is my only hope
With no rules to abide
And no traumas to cope
