Not enough
How is it that three words that should mean the galaxy to someone can easily mean nothing?
Simple, they've been become numb to these words
Those three words are said to much, they're not enough
To truly show that you care no words will be enough
Action is required
I have found someone i could say these words to in the most sincere manner possible
But why? They'll mean nothing.
If you already know, then the statement is rather redundant, is it not?
And redundant statements tend to be ignored
These words should be saved for special times, on special people
Don't waste them, for your sake.
Eternity
I'm sorry.
I can't say it enough
I made a mistake i can't take back
My misdeeds will go unpunished, not unfelt
The consequences are endless
For the rest of forever i will have done this
For the entirety of eternity
I would trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterday
I would trade my life to make things right
But..
I can't
I must move forward
I must live with this weight
It is crushing
But not consuming
I can and will carry on
Summer
How could you be happier?
The sun shines down lighting the world
The light keeps you warm
This warmth can be shared
Summer is when kinship is most easily formed
Summer is also a great metaphor, for when everything seems to be going right
But Summer ends, as with all things
Perfection cannot last, no matter how badly we want it to
See, this simple principle is in my eyes the reason for the very existence of despair
As I've said, despair seemingly has no right to existence
But the finality of the end can drive people to despair
Little besides finality or the inevitability of finality's approach can make me feel despair
What about you?
Love
Love is an odd thing, as are most
Love more so than the rest
It's hard to even know it's there until it's gone
And despite knowing when i feel it, i couldn't describe it to someone
I guess the best way would be a bit of personification
Imagine those you love as a universe
Every word they say, a world,
Every sentence, a solar system
Every conversation a galaxy
Only, you remember it all
But even that does not do love justice
It is such a complex thing....
Love is happieness
Love is fear
Love is despair
Love is beauty
Love cannot truly be described
Forged of gold
A path of gold will shine brighter than all else
It can outshine even the sun
But with time it will warp
It will change
Gold is weak
A path forged in iron however may not shine as bright
But will never warp, never change
But iron must go through a crucible to get this way
See, people like to take the easiest route
But it is not the best route
It never is, if it was we would have already done it all
The answer is never quite that simple
To truly achieve wholeness you must be forged, and that happens in fire
Truth
It has been so long since i was truly happy
A facade was kept up for those around me, but it was never real
But i grew content with this way of living
Until recently, that is.
Recently someone taught me to be happy again
Or maybe to begin with..
Alas, tis not important, the point is that i am happy.
Sleep
I've never slept well
When i clear my mind to fall asleep, all of my insecurities come to the surface
Recently though, a different thing has been keeping me up
I actually like it now though
The thing, or person rather, that keeps me up now is worth it
I would rather never sleep again than lose her
Although i don't think she would like that...
She never did like my sleep schedule.
Does this qualify as a poem?
I'll leave it here.
One day
Who knows what the future holds?
I sure as hell don't. I wish I did, would make life a hell of a lot easier.
But at the same time, nothing ever seems to go right for me, what if that's all the future holds?
Just more misfortune. More suffering. More pain.
I don't know, that sort of fear is what stops me from wanting to be able to see the future.
It has recently dawned on me that my poems are not even really poems anymore...might stop updating this book for a while.
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Trials and Tribulations
PoetryA collection of poems detailing my experiences in life. There's also some distinct theology aspects. (WIP) Each Collection will have a distinct theme. Realizations: This one as the name would suggest is about realizations I've had. All future...