I'm hoping my future involves less mistakes,
repeating them is an option my heart can't take,
I don't want to bring others pain,
but if they get in the way,
of what I need for my better,
I'll just have to leave them behind to make my life richer.
I hope I can find something new,
because life deserves more colors than red and blue,
but I'm sure it all gets better as time flows,
you just have to get past a few scars that can impede growth.
I hope I can finish something that I start,
to have the motivation to finish before I depart,
and I know it may happen now and again,
but to have it happen less is where I want to begin,
and eventually there won't be anything I won't follow through,
before I move on to something new.
I hope I won't be a disappointment,
come up short as I'm trying to find my enjoyment,
but I'm just going to keep doing my best,
and in the end hope I'm someone worth being missed.
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This is called, "I hope"
I'm hoping my future involves less mistakes,
Repeating the same mistakes
I get ready to go out and drink,
putting on that outfit that will shine when I meet,
new and interesting individuals,
for my habit that is habitual,
forgetting about what happened to me during the week,
using the weekend to end the streak,
of the punishing work that leaves me meek,
drinking and dancing back up to my peak,
so when I get back I can repeat,
the process where I sink,
because I think I'm addicted to the punishment,
and I need it to be frequent,
even though none of my actions will ever prevent,
me from making the same mistakes,
staying up way too late,
feeling like life has no breaks,
so I'm going to stay intoxicated,
in this life that I've created,
treating every weekend like it's a celebration,
when I'm really using it as an escapism,
so the next time you see me while I'm enjoying the evening,
behind that smile in the deep recesses of my being,
my subconscious will be busy thinking,
maybe I should be giving my life a new meaning,
but that day isn't tonight,
so will you raise a glass with me until the return of the sunlight?
You are my muse
You are the one to give me insight,
the one who keeps me up all night,
because you are the best companion,
that I can always depend on,
and always give me what I need,
so I must succeed,
to these feelings that you bring,
as you're the one who makes me feel complete.
I know I'll never be able to beat,
the emotions and jubilation,
of how you consume my concentration,
while diminishing my agitation,
that you deserve a bouquet of carnations.
Our time is worth mentioning,
as to me it's always an inspiration,
which makes you my all-time favorite fixation,
deserving whatever free time that I am able,
making me feel a little bit more stable,
in the chaos created by life’s permit,
but the smiles you leave upon my face make it all so worth it.
I wish I could write down every moment,
meeting you when I was broken,
you helped me and now I'm growing,
so I'll stick to these specific instances,
that can be intense,
but now that I know of your existence,
without you I'll always have a piece of me that I miss,
because you are my muse,
and I mainly want to use,
you to be my friend,
but by the end,
of our conversation,
I'm writing down more than before between the flirtation,
and I hope you get out of life what you've been after,
because I've found what I want and it's just more of your chatter,
helping each other be better,
and more discussions with you as they're always full of laughter.
I know this girl
I know this girl,
who gets stuck in her own world,
lost in her thoughts,
worrying about life a lot,
not sure what'll happen tomorrow,
and at times her heart is full of sorrow,
who finds life can leave her unsatisfied,
but that's because she listens to lies,
that come from inside,
not knowing what's bringing her down,
not knowing why she wears a frown,
listening to those thoughts that say life isn't worth it at times,
thinking that there are things leaving her unfulfilled and full of grime.
When I see her though I think she's just blind,
to all of the wonderful things she can't find,
in herself that I hope I can help her see,
because she means so much to me.
Whenever I see her she's always so kind,
and our interests align,
she's always on my mind,
and she's so compassionate,
always making sure that I get,
help when I need it,
or support when I'm ready to quit.
With her it's always a blast,
knowing exactly how to make me laugh,
and sharing moments I hope will forever last,
who gets my humor and just gets me,
I can open up to her about anything,
and a smile that can light up the room,
who's beautiful enough to make anyone's heart zoom.
I know a girl who lies to herself,
but I want to tell her the truth for her own health.
The waiting game
The waiting game is hard,
as every moment without you is eternal.
The long pause in between is a challenge,
as I don't have you to lean on.
The anticipation feels as though it's going to kill me,
because you're not there to save me.
I expect you to show back up at any moment,
but it's never soon enough.
The longer you're gone,
the more I yearn for your presence.
The delay is something I hate,
but your return is something I crave.
In the end it's worth it,
because I always have one thing to look forward to,
and it's just to see you.
Half a heartbeat
We were born minutes from the other,
the greatest gift to uncover,
is a best friend to have forever,
in the form of my baby brother.
Growing up everything was so typical,
with my bro having my back made life a little more special,
with the times of joyous jubilation,
or the boring monotony that's less than stimulating,
but best of all he's there for those sad moments that seem so despairing.
Doing our normal routine that kept us in sync,
the path that's been paved hitting those normal beats,
our family decided we'd take a trip to somewhere new,
but this decision is what led our normal path astrew.
Driving to our destination,
my dad didn't see the ice on the road in that direction,
and in one instant my life had changed,
my dad was gone and my mother was maimed,
my brother survived with some breaks and scrapes,
then we found out about a heart defect that changed his fate.
In a coma my mother lay for the next year,
we were soon giving up and it was driving me to tears,
and right before we gave up she came out of her slumber,
but then that's when my brother discovered,
that he only had a few days to live,
I didn't know what to do and I would give,
anything to prevent what I knew would happen,
I couldn't think straight as I couldn't have fathomed,
that the day I'd get my mother back,
would be the day I learned my heart would be torn in half.
RE: I is not good. I is going
You are the best goat,
and when it comes to nuts you make me want to gloat,
your wit and charm can keep us afloat,
but now that you're leaving our tears will form a moat.
Good luck and goodbye for now as you're leaving,
just remember that time for us all is very much fleeting.
RE: Do you think LOVE is more of the FATE or EFFORT?
@ragnar it's honestly both. It's fate that you meet someone, but it's effort to hold your relationship together. Everything takes work, and it only falls apart if someone lets it, and sometimes you get hate, when you did nothing at all, you just gotta keep moving on.
RE: More than human ☘🌱
Some nights are fine,
some nights are long,
but you just have to keep moving forward,
not worrying about that which is out of your control,
only you control your destiny,
only you control what can make you happy,
don't sit back in silence letting other people speak for you,
stand up for yourself and pave your own way.
RE: Would you rather not be able to open any closed doors (locked or unlocked) or not be able to close any open doors?
@azriel I don't know where you normally put doors, but I usually find them in a wall. Where are you going to be putting holes then?