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It Gets Better
January 27, 2021
Several years have passed, but it feels like only days.
Everything in my life is foggy, nothing has changed
since I was younger and had more time to write.
I've grown into an adult, but nothing is all right.
I've hoped for so long that I could find a place
where I can be myself and not have to chase
validation and acceptance for the thoughts in my mind.
I've searched, I have, but there is nothing in sight.
I have love all around me, with my family and friends.
They assure me I'm safe, they'll be there 'til the end.
I don't doubt that, but they seem to misunderstand
that these problems I have are out of my hands.
It's three in the morning, I'm working at eight.
If I go to sleep now, I'll still probably be late.
I'll get through the day, pay the bills, go to bed,
just to have this cycle repeat itself again.
When the night gets darker and my mind is awake,
there is nothing I can do but hope I don't think
about the forks in the road- which one I'll take.
I could visit the skies above or pretend I'm ok.
The medications, the drugs, and the alcohol
have never helped me feel better at all.
The only thing that's stopped me from leaving forever
is telling myself at night, "I promise, it gets better."
It helps for a moment, but soon my mind persists
that it isn't true- it doesn't get better than this.
I have tried to change all the errors of my ways,
but to no avail. This may be the last of my days.
To everyone who loved me, to everyone that cared,
I don't want you to think that any of you shared
a part in this self-destructive game of my life.
In the end, everything will be all right.
Nothing will change in the world outside my own.
Everyone else will have a place they call home.
My only hope is that by relieving my pressure,
maybe for the others, it actually does get better.
If Tomorrow I Dont See! 02/23/20
one day while i was sitting around and thinking about you all
The thought had crossed my mind when my number God would call
When memories of your childhood flashed thru my mind to me
and i was thinking i didnt say enough if tomorrow i dont see
then i thought about the day you was born and smiled from ear to ear
i watched you sleep those first few days afraid you'd disappear
thru the rough times i spent on my knees praying for God to set us free
once again that thought had crossed my mind if tomorrow i dont see
did i help you accomplish all your dreams and keep you safe till i depart
have i said enough thru out your life so you'll know whats in my heart
then my fathers words came back to me and they have set me free
he simply said remember i will always love you if tomorrow i dont see!
zoeycup
Can it be real
or am I just fooling myself?
To believe that your love for me
Has not been put on a shelf
Packed away and discarded
Like an old photo or toy
Your pure and unconditional love
Like when you were a boy
Innocent and sweet
You held me in your heart
But now the years and life’s challenges
Have torn us apart
You have chosen a path
That is rocky and tough
And my guidance and attempts to divert you
Have not been enough
You ran from youth fast
Confused and unsure
Towards the deceitful blinding light
Of adulthoods allure
As I stand here and watch you stumble
Like when you took your first steps
But now unable to help or reach out to you
Now that you’ve fallen into the depts
But my hand will always be within reach for you
And my heart open wide
To take hold of either
If you should ever decide
I wish you only happiness
And pray you will find
All the things you’ll need in your life
To replace what you’ve left behind
I will say goodbye to you
But only for now
Because I know you will find your way back to me
Someday or somehow
as silence leave its place
hatred took guarantee
leaving all memories behind
thou couldn't see anything
tears roll down from everybody's eyes
without noise at various intensity
heart filled so high
hatred took guarantee
still, she wanted to stop this race
caring was always there
love or war
whichever in the way
as heart poured out
calling your name
hatred in ones heart
took its place
the whole night was so big, so scary
seems like darkness worked its part
took light from our soul
put darkness in our heart
tears roll down
without any noise
how come thou couldn't hear anything
All alone with the voices inside of my head. ill put my pride to the side and write it out the rest.
I hate how cancer kills the one you love and not the one you hate instead.
it puts you through so much pain, id rather see hell, face my demons and be better off dead then to see another loved one go through that again.
Your body is eating you from the inside out and theres nothing you can do cry and take pain meds.
losing hair and weight at a fast scaling rate. worry and confusion, i swear this all feels like an illuision.
sitting alone in my room every night thinking why didnt they take you. (maryanne)
they didnt take the right one, and now its fucking me up in the head.
trying to sort this shit out like why god?
why take not her instead..
take the crackhead.
not someones mother, a family friend.
but you cant pick and choose
so let me cry and lay in my bed. Wishing i can see you again and tell you all the things i never said.
see your face and tell you that i love you, and thank you again.
youre in a better place, with danny. so atleast youre happy.
im sorry for the pain this shit has put you thru. its a cold world, but atleast i got to know you.
I cry for you Argentina
hectic planet’s southern corner
land of passion, crazy arena
aforetime our bonds were stronger.
No longer yours, you never mine
our lives belonged together once
I used to taste your scarlet wine,
your gorgeous girls, your charming dance.
The friends from ages, forgotten stories
so much privation, my heart is sore
my aging parents, the elder brothers
your call is clear I shall wait no more.
Exultant hugs, reunion is great
my parent’s sanctuary regaining life
but there is an end, a settled date
cruel farewell that sticks its knife.
I’ve seen those humid agates before
I've heard how silence can drown the wail
hair-raising feeling on every pore
they'll stand upright, I will be frail.
Oh, childhood playground! my old-time shelter
long time impeded of children laughing
no words no tears, this way is better
my love, my kids, my home are waiting.
That face is never getting old with time.
It still bring me close and you not afar
From time present. Small morning here dreams alone
And love-gate open, for memory to come home.
All things that make you who you are
Gifts and robs the soul at once:
Those blessings giving, and curses retaining
As they were with you,
They are with me here now.
Even death dust cannot touch the evergreen
Of grandchildren their days not yet seen.
I sense myself in a state of unawareness.
Memories are put away in a book
We used to stand hand in hand, nothing could break us.
The gloomy weather is just a reminder that things will never be the same.
My hair looks like a mess, but I don’t care.
I look out the window as I see the driver get to my destination, moon not even out yet.
The wind blows across my face as I make my way in.
I see his rough shape, His eyes dead and lifeless.
You could see everyone’s worried concerns.
Looking out the window the sky is gloomy.
Sleep is something everyone in the room needs.
Paper after paper is not good news
His illness is like a tower waiting to fall but once it falls and it hits the ground it means its over.
Maybe once it’s over he’ll be swimming in the ocean
But for now, he is still here, and I just look at him eat out the bowl
His illness is like fire waiting to burst out in flames, on the border between getting better or getting worse.
We stand here looking like ants supporting one another
I just wish him, and I were back at the park playing on the green grass.
Even though things will never be the same he will never forget his roots of who he is.
I wish this was a dream and I could wake up and
everything will be normal, but this is not a dream this is reality and I have to face it and live through it.