In my spare time, I write a lot of poetry. I type these out on my phone and normally just keep them there for no one but myself to see, but today I decided to share five of them.

7/22/2017

maybe I've seen you in a different life

we came together and created light

this different life saw us away from problems and ignorance

away from people we had to hide from

unlike this life where we hid our true selves

imagine if we reflected on past love together but fondly

while we reflected on our future boldly

maybe a crush could've been more

maybe our spirits wouldn't be crushed

but if I keep thinking of maybes I'll keep wishing that they are true

ultimately that's not healthy for me and you

7/12/17

Fill me with your thoughts

Pour them within me like water

Rush them like waves to the shore of me

7/12/17

How do I shake the feeling of loneliness so the night won't catch me at my worst?

The gnawing of the dark on my skin feels like a rash that's beneath the surface

I'll fight for a way to feel whole rather than feel holes but the battles on the field of my brain play out like a poorly written song

7/12/17

for a generation that's been given the ability to perform incessantly for each other, they don't put on a good show

11/6/16

With a smile so wide, you'd think her heart sang all the time

But the smile only tells what's on the outside

Deeper within is fear and sadness

Dread for the future

Dreary baggage

If her eyes could speak, they'd scream

If her brain could speak, it'd scream

If she could speak, she'd scream

Imagine her mornings:

She lifts the weight of the world as she arises from her sheets

She stumbles to the bathroom with her hair a mess and her eyes baggy

She cries and cries because the pain she feels on the inside is just too deep

At the end of the day, she says she tried

Tomorrow, again, she goes out into the world and puts on her smile, that is just so wide