January 2010
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Secretly tucked away in my little bruised box Contained by fear Wrapped in tears Bound by unspoken words Secretly suffocated by the burden of silence Dizzied by the labyrinth of contradiction Diluted by spite Weakened by time Whispering winds and suspicious shadows Treacherous storms and mysterious shades Vacuous language and overstepped boundaries Exposed the contents of my little bruised box...
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You’re consistently inconsistent I’m logically illogical I’m holding on to the words you never meant You’re regretting ever speaking them at all. You’re sustained by her sustainment I’m breathing by your breath I’m malnourished by your artificial touch You’re regretting ever touching me at all. You’re perfectly imperfect I’m beautifully broken I’m wishing on the constellations in your eyes You’re...
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I often find myself wondering about my purpose here on earth When my journey is complete, what will it have been worth? How will my life be measured? What impressions will I leave? Will I have accomplished everything I set out to achieve? Will I have made an impact? Will I have any significance at all? Will I have learned to overcome challenges? To rise after a fall? I want to make a difference;...