Are You Sad?

 

Abject

Absent

Aggrieved

Anguished

Regret

Repressed

Reluctant

Restless

Erratic

Exposed

Emotional

Excruciating

 

 

Yawn

Yuck

Yielding

Yearning

Onerous

Ominous

Oppressed

Overwhelmed

Unhappy

Unfulfilled

Unfocused

Unmotivated

 

 

Sallow

Somber

Suffering

Shattered

Afraid

Anxious

Abnormal

Ambivalent

Derailed

Depleted

Depressed

Destabilized

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Tell Your Bitch…

Tell your Bitch I hope she’s happy
I hope she feels great pride
Because her jealousy took you from me
And a part of me has died

Tell your Bitch I didn’t want to steal you
Or claim you as my own
We were just great companions
When she selfishly left you all alone

Tell your Bitch you did it
Blindsiding and catching me unaware
In a pathetic and heartless text
You crushed a friendship beyond repair

Tell your Bitch that she can have you
Until her cold and bitter end
But when again she fucks you over
I will no long be your friend

I Am Human

I am human.
Not super human or sub human, just human.

I am organized.
Some days I have all my shit together, and others, I couldn’t find it if my life depended on it.

I am friendly.
I always try to be kind, considerate and understanding, but without warning, my inner psycho bitch can run rampant and destroy everything in her path.

I am loving.
My kind of love can make you fly or lead to the tragic death of all on board.

I am needy.
I have Basic needs that everyone has, and others that are so unique to me, nobody else can even begin to comprehend them.

I am joyous.
My infectious smile can show exhilaration or hide the sorrow that darkens my soul.

I am flesh and blood.
My heart bleeds both euphoria and anguish, sometimes at the same exact time.

I am human.
Nothing more and nothing less.

Where Have the Years Gone?

Where have the years gone?
5 years of hoping
Praying
Crying
And trying again
Medication
Meditation
Anticipation
And finally Elation.

Where have the years gone?
First fragile years
Feeding
Changing
And doing it again
Nurturing
Nourishing
Protecting
And always Loving.

Where have the years gone?
Crazy flash of school days
Studying
Learning
Over and over again
Education
Information
Preparation
And culminating in Graduation.

Where have the years gone?
Standing before us a woman
Skillful
Beautiful
Never a child again
Delightful
Insightful
Wishful
And ready to Fly.

I am Steel

I am made of steel
You will have to be Superman
If you want to penetrate my defenses

I am a china doll
Cracked and fragile
One tiny tap away from complete oblivion

I am a stick of dynamite
Completely benign
Until lit and violently detonate

I am a delicate rose
Beautiful to behold
And covered in the sharpest thorns

I am the radiant sun
Giving of light and warmth
Capable of leaving you incinerated

Unconditional Love

You offer me love
Unconditional
Unless, of course
I don’t meet your conditions

Nobody will ever put us
Asunder
Unless, of course
You ask me to choose

We will always have open
Communication
Unless, of course
You refuse to speak

We are a forever
Family
Unless, of course
You decide to walk away

I’m Overwhelmed

I’m overwhelmed
Nothing in particular
Just pressure and heaviness

I feel the tears
Sitting just below the surface
Threatening to breech my resolve

I can’t concentrate
Hate the confusion
Could I be losing my mind

I know I’m going to be alright
I know I have support and am loved
So why do I feel this way?

**Just FYI, I’m doing just fine. This was a write from a while ago, although, those feelings do arise from time to time. What I have decided is I feel that way because I just do, and there is NOTHING wrong with that. Shitty days happen to everyone.

I Should Be…

I should be working
But I can’t stop thinking
About your touch, voice, taste
And how my senses intensify whenever you cross my mind

I should be accomplishing my tasks
But my mind won’t stop wandering to you
And how my body reacts
When you simply enter the room

I should be using my time wisely
But I want to bask in the image of you
And how it feels when you touch me
Setting my skin ablaze with a passing glance

I should be…..
With You!

I Can See…

I daydream…
of soaking sweat,
transcending heat
and passion unleashed.

I clearly see…
the pleasure in the administration
of delicious pain
and the glowing marks left behind.

I imagine…
the labored breaths,
primal screams
and moans of ecstasy.

I can visualize…
a scene of mutual destruction
and the aura of satisfaction
when we are both obliterated.

 

Torn Between Two Worlds

Sometimes I live my life
In a peculiar place
Wedged between reality
And a vivid fantasy

I trod through required
Chores and must dos
While meandering
Through my imagination

I know others can clearly see
My physical actions
But do they comprehend
My evocative musings

Do they know that each step
And menial task
Is shadowed with a separate
Insatiable desire