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In the quietest moments

As my birthday approaches my count down becomes more silent. In the quietest moments I whisper five more days. It truly amazes me how far I have come in a short amount of time. While life has not been easy for me, from over coming cancer to falling in love for the first time and having it cause me turmoil; I try to remind my self to keep moving forward. If I am honest with myself and all of you I never thought I would make it to my twenty-six birthday. The thought had never crossed my mind; in truth I had not thought past the age of twenty-four. Now, that I am here I find myself wondering what would become of me. If I would want to marry one day or even birth children. I have always been the type to live in the moment because the future always seemed unreachable. As I said I have come along way in my personal and professional life and for that I am truly grateful. Even knowing that, I know that my tough road has not ended, but only truly started, so my birthday is bittersweet for me. Yet, as I keep going on with my days I tell my self one word forward.

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Every passing day

My smile grows tiresome every passing day

my heart feels heavier with pain

All I can say to myself is forward

My smile becomes less frequent

My smile is less genuine every passing day

Do you see my tears?

I dare you to see the hurt you have caused.

Look real close into them and you’ll see my past life

All my past smiles and laughter.

I smile less and frown more

I laugh less and cry more.

My smile becomes more tiresome every passing day.

 

 

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Daily Prompt: Age in the creases of your face

The lovely face I once knew is no more.

The smiles that was constantly on your face has disappeared.

The halls are no longer filled with your laughter or silly games.

Darkness has replaced and erased everything about you.

Turned your youthful smile to a bitter slant

True age shows in the creases on your face

The difference between us is clearer every passing day.

They say with age comes wisdom, but so far I only see

everything, but what they promise.

 

 

 

 

via Daily Prompt: Age

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Thorn of a rose

The thorn of the roses

were plump as a peach

They thirsted for sweet blood

They craved the taste of flesh

I was too consumed with the beauty of the pedals

In trance in the vibrant color of red to notice;

how my hand vanished in a sea of red

Yet, I still held the rose;

as my hand became covered in my own blood

Drenching everything in sight

Pain erupted in my core, but I sill held on

to what was hurting me the most.

 

 

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The Universe

Only the universe knows me

how my heart weeps everyday, but my smile never fades

How the bottle never seems to end my thoughts

Only the universe knows that I’m in love

In love with a an empty shell

In love of someone who despises me

My well has dried up for there are no more tears

My heart tries and tires to repair its broken wings

Only the universe knows my wildest thoughts

in my deepest despair. . .

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Daily Prompt: Snippet of Film

In my last moments will you be my last thought?

In my last moments would you even have a second in my story?

My life is composed of short snippets of film.

Snippets of the grand moments in my life.

They are all filled with joy and freedom.

Even as they lay me to rest; I still feel alive.

These are the moments I will hold on to in my end.

Do you see me in the air because that is where I’ll be.

 

 

via Daily Prompt: Snippet

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Daily Prompt: One-Way To The End

Assumptions were made from the start

We thought we were on the same path

Foolishly we spoke about our chapter

The sway in your voice had an effect on me

Realization that this was a no mans land,

a one way path, came too late.

I was already in knee-deep in this mush

A one way street full of sinking sand

Yet, my hand reached out for yours

what I found was a ghost of a man

As my body sunk to the bottomless pit

my heart stayed with yours beating on last time. .

 

 

 

 

 

via Daily Prompt: One-Way