Eventually our paths will cross one day, just promise you won't keep walking.

If I promised not to hurt you,
                                    would you trust me not to?
If I told you I was sorry,
                                           would you believe me?
If I called you tonight,
                                          would you listen to my
                whimpers and whispers?

Someday soon we will be passing praise instead of judgment

© Matthew Harlovic

Someday soon we will be holding hands instead of grudges

© Matthew Harlovic

Help may come someday
When you least expect, or want;
But it will save you.

I am feeling so many things all at once,
a whirlwind of emotions,
frantic and furious,
circling the drain of my mind,
planting landmines in my heart,
subjecting me to explosion,
to drowning,
that I somehow feel none of it,
an empty shell
exhausted,
dried up from everything
I should be feeling,
I am left feeling none of it,
and maybe once I rest,
once I let go,
once I forget it all,
once I feel nothing,
I will then feel
everything,
and everything will feel
me.