Its 6:00 in the morning
I'd rather be in bed
Sleeping, waiting
Hibernating
For another day
Instead
All you need is the plan, the road map, and the courage to press on to your destination.
Earl Nightingale
Never in my life before
Have i felt this unfulfilling ache
Which rises with the rosy sun
But never seems to set
At twilight
Maybe Icarus had the right idea
That it's okay to burn
For temporary bliss
All I need is a kiss
Cause we're already a match
And I'm soaked to the bone
With kerosene
When my sanity is tied so tightly to the notion
That you will always be mine
I hope you understand why I'm broken
When the strings of fate that tangled us together
Begin unraveling
Like the denumount of a bittersweet film
That I've seen coming but just can't bear to watch.
I've turned the ending in my mind
Like a smooth stone in my hand
Feeling for any scratch and mar
To justify holding on
Instead of skipping it on the surface of the sea.
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5/14
Snow capped kisses
Melt beneath your gaze
As we set out on a path
To nowhere
In hopes that someday
We will stumble upon
Something greater
Than ourselves
A metaphorical
Gun to my head
Threaten a fate
I would rather
Instead
A moment too soon
Or not soon enough
Maybe this metaphor
Is more real
Than I thought
She is like the ocean
Her waves as soft and calm
Brushing my ankles
Like kisses at dawn
She is like the ocean
The towering frozen sea
Where the waves as tall as mountains
Threaten to topple me
She is like the ocean
Dark, at times, but brave
Stronger than I ever was
And soothing through the days
Poems are
Words that can
Never find a place,
But can always find a home
In your heart
You are the road
Less traveled
And the girl
Less loved
But that doesn't mean
You're worthless