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Everything seems to just drift by
Everybody seems to just drift by
I ask myself why I bothered coming this far

It is not a sad thought
It is nostalgic
There are days when I forget
Misremember
Wander
Lost in a cacophony
Of bruising thoughts and jagged
Tumultuous
Phrases
Rising from my mind like rocks
To break skin and
Snap bone
Words that are leveled at me
By my own lips
Or yours
Words that settled on my heart
Crooked and cruel
Scarring
Lurking there always even
When I know most
Are lies
So I have written new words
On my body
My skin
Bears marks
In permanent pain and ink
Indelible
Phrases
To turn to when I forget
Misremember
My name
The ways in which I am good
Worthy of love
Desired
Courageous and deserving.
Mixed feelings about this one, I've never shared a first draft before but I'm feeling the need to express myself today with an anxiety inducing work trip approaching. Hope y'all like it. EDIT: V.2.0 I don't love the last part, I'll probably keep working on it on and off.
 Apr 2018 eric calabrese
Doshi
If you could capture
all of your tears
do you think they'd fill a bowl?
A bucket?
A bath?
Or
do you think they'd drown the sea?
I find myself in a terrible state
Too old to be young and too young to be old

I am indeed in a terrible state
Too rich to be poor and too poor to be rich

No escaping this terrible state
Too weak to be strong and too strong to be weak

How do I deal with this terrible state
Too smart to be dumb and too dumb to be smart

I’ll just learn to live with this terrible state
Too sad to be glad and too glad to be sad
ljm
Middle age is a *****
I must not fear
Fear is the mind killer
Fear is the little death
That brings total obliteration
I will face my fear
I will permit it over me and through me
And when it is gone pass
I will turn the inner eye
To see its path
Where the fear has gone
There will be nothing
Only I
Will remain!
 Apr 2018 eric calabrese
soliana
i miss you
and i want you back
but one thought is what i lack
youre dead and found 6 feet below
my elmo
Three years ago today,
We were strangers,
And I almost wish
We still were.
Almost.

Two years ago today,
We said goodbye
To each other.
And I haven't seen you
Since.

One year ago today,
I realized the lesson
To be learned from
One year of loving
You.

Today,
I thought about you,
And "almost" finally
Doesn't hurt anymore.
Finally.
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