I think you like the idea of feeling too much, of experiencing too much and letting the things inside you float away. I think you want people to notice you but want others to think that isolation pumps through your veins. I think you care too much but you pretend as if nothing bothers you. I think you want people to miss you but only … Continue reading I Think, I Don’t Think by Robert M. Drake
Magnets. They pull together. One is drawn towards the other. It is their nature. You hold the magnets just close enough, you can’t pull them apart. The draw is too strong. We pulled apart. It felt unnatural. Sudden. Yet, the draw is there. You came back. I never left. We tried so hard to move one, to live our lives apart. But now, … Continue reading Magnets
Death. The thing everyone fears. The end. The dark… I’m not afraid. I feel a connection To the blackness. This dark side of me Has no fear. I embrace it. I embrace sin. I’m connected to death. Death is a part of me. Every dark corner in the hollows of my mind Resembles death. Death is darkness. Darkness is death. Is fear. I’m numb. I … Continue reading Death
What is going on? First you love me, you make me feel special, happy… Then you realize you need to work on yourself. Okay fine, I’ll be here with you through the process. But wait, it gets better! You get back with your ex right after you rip my heart out with your words. I cried myself to sleep for days on end. I felt … Continue reading What are you doing? What am I thinking?
Weeks were slow, months were fast. Moments were quick, but memories won’t last. Time goes on, I grow older. Finding myself, becoming colder. Every thought is a key to my future, every step closer to who I am. I walk down the street, eyes follow and taunt. My style is different, temperament liberal. Anomaly is my second name. The capricious are uncertain, but have charisma. … Continue reading Anomaly
I wrote this poem to comment on emptiness and the dependence women put on men to feel worthy, happy and whole. Hell, I often feel like I need a man to be complete – but I don’t. Only I have the power to feel whole and complete, and for me, I find that in my faith in God. But sometimes I misplace my value and … Continue reading Nothing: Commentary on Emptiness & Dependence
Sometimes I wonder, What my life would be like, Had I never met you. If I never knew the Taste of your lips, The heat of your body. Do I wish it never happened? “No never, I must have loved you.” Despite your disregard for my values, I stayed around, always for you. That one night, you left a rose on my doorstep, A rose … Continue reading Love Like an Arrow