Posted in Poetry

shock

there is no comfort in inevitability
it doesn’t make it any easier

shock is shock is shock

there are expectations then there is hope
hope is a light that drives out all thoughts of what could happen and
shines brightly on what we want to happen
whereas expectations are the balloon getting bigger and bigger
dangerously close to the pin

shock is shock is shock

spend your entire life preparing
doesn’t matter
you won’t be ready

feelings will overcome you
beyond anything you thought possible
so it doesn’t matter whether you were on the edge of your seat or not

pain is pain is pain

i want to be everything for everyone
i can’t even be me for myself
do you see the problem here?
regardless, i’ll be here

Posted in Poetry

please don’t try to convince me

everyone and everything i encounter lives under the mask of your projection. i’m convinced nothing will fill the space.

you’re truly one of a kind: it’s just a fact of human existence. i’m convinced that’s not a bad thing.

and maybe i’ve written “i hate you” 100 times and maybe i’ve erased “i hate you” 99 of those times but even that 1 remaining means nothing compared to my constant, actual, tangible outpourings of love. i’m convinced nothing will distract my feelings.