TheQuillPen
Bear with me as I post random stuff from months ago because I’m trying to clear my drafts out :/
TheQuillPen
Bear with me as I post random stuff from months ago because I’m trying to clear my drafts out :/
Bear with me as I post random stuff from months ago because I’m trying to clear my drafts out :/
Bear with me as I post random stuff from months ago because I’m trying to clear my drafts out :/
Dear passed lover, Don’t pass just yet, Let your spirit bless this event We have come today to honour your life To weep for you this cold winter night
Dear passed lover, Don’t pass just yet, The kids would like to smell your scent Their cherry blossom scented cries Weep for you with all their might
Dear passed lover, Don’t pass just yet, Your friends are here to grieve your end They loved you so, so why’d you go? Your friendship felt to them like gold
Dear passed lover, Don’t pass just yet, Don’t leave me now, I can’t be left! Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom
The pastures behind the barn, Where the ground is too wild to farm Stands grasses taller than me They stretch farther than I can see
Last summer was wild Like the weeds in that field Parties after parties There was sex, drinks, and pills
In the barn before the field Peer pressure ruled with fear Innocence was lost In preparation for freshman year
I lost something on that day Not in tthe barn hut in the field Away from the music And the drunken night’s thrills
That day I lost my dignity My self and self esteem I lost my view of the world And how I saw me
In the shadow of the grasses Where no one could see He forced himself on me And claimed my virginity
I see you over there with your worn out smile We know you’re not alright So let’s talk for a while We both know what it’s like to feel incomplete A worn out husk longing for something
And I know someone, who’s everything to me A man who’s life was laid down for free You can find him in the word, for he is the word He brings a joy, Of which you’ve never heard
So give him a chance, Let him in Let him wipe away your sins For as this writing prompt has said,
I’m just one beggar telling another beggar where to find bread.
I think life might be my poison Everyday feels like a dream Hazy and unclear Distorted in every scene Echoing voices with cruel things to say About me and my dreams Choosing to live Wanting to die Two different agendas grappling inside I distract myself With endless stupor Sipping white wine I always want more But one day the pain will catch up to me In vain, I pray agaisnt the reckoning But as this living posion eats me inside I realise I never knew what it’s like to be alive
Never trust a survivor until you know what they did to survive.
And never trust a preacher until you know how much they’ve lied
And never hate your mother until you know how much she’s tried
And never judge a person until you know how much they’ve cried
Life is but a mirage You see only what they want you to see So never judge a mirage By what you see immediately
The streets are empty, So you run a red light.
There’s no one watching, So you steal an extra slice.
It’s just you in the room, So you watch porn all night.
It’s just Instagram, So you lie about your life.
Your doctor isn’t here, So you give yourself more wine.
Nobody’s watching, So you don’t do what’s right
Lazy and bored, A bed-loving sort A master procrastinator With a mind like a calculator Always calculating the things I need to do But never attempting to finish a few. I scroll mindlessly Shop for things I don’t need Look at texts I won’t read As I avoid me And all of my problems That I always ignore Writing poems is the only thing That leaves me less sore But then I read some sad books That I know will trigger me Because the sadness that I know Is warmer than the joy that I seek