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Honest
Can you tell me where we are headed are we all fated to struggle damned by our pride shackled to our sins to much expectation to swim pushed in so many directions had to see the true light the real fight the truth shall reveal its self but at what cost? What does it take to please the boss? when will he be satisfied? will I reach my true potential? will my work be only circumstantial? No real substance just a bunch of misfits trying to reach up from the underground bound by the struggles to move out of the box the locks may hold me down but my soul remains unsound
By Elise Skibik8 years ago in Poets
Late Blooms
Loving someone who is too easy is a form of self harm. A person who you know is a safe option, a scapegoat from your endeavors into the world of actual romance, is going to starve your roots of their water. Their kisses are deserts and their mouths just a metaphor for white noise. They don’t want you to grow, they want you to be their umbrella because the rain stings, they want you to be their artwork. They want to say, “Look! This is beautiful! And I get to kiss it all I want.” That’s right, “it”, because you’re an object for their eyes to plunder and fall over. Who needs grace when you’re looking at a statue? Except, a statue would be cold. We, the ones who made the mistake of taking the safety blanket over the rings of fire, are anything but cold. We are complex, we are luminous, and we can’t be afraid to live with all of our hearts anymore. We will live without regret, we will say we want love when we want it and how we want it. We, the beauty the world forgot about because we were too shy, are blooming now. Keep growing, and soon you’ll find the person whose lips aren’t made of sand.
By Hollyann Jagodzinski8 years ago in Poets
Be With You
Caught up in the feeling thinking how can it be so strong still after the distance after the years gone hoping the divide has not ended your love for me you know the kind we use to feel let me apologize for being real I know I did you wrong when all you wanted from me was to be strong funny how relationships change how people change all the while the feeling remains the same distance makes the heart grow stronger guess they were right don't want to fight the feeling just want to be with you in spite of what everyone else says I'm persuaded to stay just like you always do you get the best of me the best of you so tonight there's no fight left I just want to be with you and let the cards fall where they may lay here and reminisce of all the times we spent watching the pain subside and change
By Elise Skibik8 years ago in Poets
