I wish I was writing more. Idk, I seem to have lost my inspiration. So much is happening here in the states, and I want to get involved. I am working in behavioral health and my job is being affected by the Administration. It’s so frustrating. There are so many people that can’t get housing, or even food and I can’t do much about it. I hate having to tell people that they can be on the housing list for a decade because there is no longer funding. Or that they can’t even have therapy because of lack of funding. There are so many people who need help, and I can’t do anything to help them. You would think that would be inspirational, but it’s not. It’s so infuriating. Anyway, I hope to get inspired soon. And hopefully positively inspired. Anyway.l, that’s where I am right now.
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The way lines are written
Whether rhyming or not
My words sometimes unwritten
Unit now
I open my heart
I let you in
To the one part
My flesh flayed
For all to see
I have not played
With the emotion I show thee
I am who I am
Nothing I won’t show you
I just asked you one thing
See that I’m true
I never knew how alone I was
Until I was alone
No text or calls
No one to reach out to
I will be ok
If I’m gone
They won’t notice
And that’s not on you
I don’t want you to feel sad
I want you to see me
As someone who was
But wasn’t as well
I don’t want any mourning
Not over me
Just love for each other
That’s now it should be
Take care of one another
You are all you have
Don’t mourn for me
I’m ok where I am
I just can’t be
In this world anymore
You speak of implementing
The rules of Meritocracy
Even if though it shines a light
On your blatant hypocrisy
People holding highest seats
In our government’s interagency
Fools you hire
With ample incompetency
Who themselves are filled
With sociopathic degeneracy
Pulling apart
Our democracy
In their bones
can’t get enough
Crave me
I’m texting drunk
I know you’re not available
I know you have someone else
But I want to kiss your lips
Those lips I do not own
But I don’t t care
I’ll text you drunk
Blame it on the alcohol
Though all I know is
Being kissed by your lips
The way your hands
Want to explore me
But you hold back
You have someone else
You know it’s wrong
Almost illegal
To feel this way
But in drunk and I don’t care
Come home with me
She’ll never know
But I’ll know
I’m torn inside
I want to feel
What she feels
I want to deserve
That feeling
What would that look like
Would you tell that person
You love them more than life itself
Or that you wish they had never
Darkened your doorstep
Would you relive that first kiss
Or do it with another
Would you study hard
And earn that degree
That has no impact
On your future
Or would you travel the world
Seeing the what the history books
Can’t show you
Would you play everything safe
College
Marriage
Kids
Would you change the things you’ve done
Or would you do everything the same way
I’m going to be posting a few poems shortly that I have written over the past year. Just so you know why you may be getting bombarded.
Trying institutions
Of the mind and soul
Looking for answers
Test self control
Go to the groups
Read all the books
Collect all the coins
Like the best of crooks
Look in the mirror
Affirmations each day
The changes are made
Then go away
Continue to ride
The waves of recovery
Only to find
Endless discovery
From one to the next
The pages turn
Some to be torn out
Some to burn
The book will continue
To be written with little control
While moving through the institutions
Of the mind and soul
But not today
Today I will wallow
In my thoughts
In my dreams
In my hopes
Of a different life
Something better
Whatever that may be
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