I wonder would they love me if they knew my innermost thoughts.
I’ve been split for so long I don’t know how to be one whole person.
No rhyme or reason to this madness,
apparently it just exists within me.
-N
An Incurable Romance Writer
I wonder would they love me if they knew my innermost thoughts.
I’ve been split for so long I don’t know how to be one whole person.
No rhyme or reason to this madness,
apparently it just exists within me.
-N
I’m living an impossible lie.
It’s killing me inside,
My own soul can barely reside.
Even still I try.
-N
I’m hoping my intuition will tell me if I got it wrong or right.
My faith is broken.
My heart is hardened,
I find myself unable to pardon a soul for even the tiniest of sins.
I’m a hypocrite because I need my own wrongdoings wiped away.
“How ironic,” The devil whispers in my ear, pure amusement in his tone.
-N
My mind is drifting in and out.
Cool air and warm nights do something to me.
Moon, come and save me from this mental sea.
-N
The night was dark,
and I tried to ignore the longing.
The voice whispering in my ear keeping the angel at bay.
-N
Fast, then slow.
It’s the way my emotions run through me.
Cold then hot,
It’s how I feel when you look at me.
Overtaxed and stimulated,
An unwanted mix.
-N
I hate myself a little less.
No longer stressed,
Repressed, by the recesses of my mind.
My thoughts only aligned for a brief amount of time.
-N
Wind.
The moon rose and peeked at me.
My heart raced.
It fixed nothing for my pain,
But for the moment allowed me to gain,
A brief reprieve from the mental sprain,
I’d found myself under.
-N
Hello everyone!
It’s been a while, but I’m still here. My podcast was forced to go on a hiatus due to my own personal issues but I’m pleased to say that I am coming back! And expanding my podcast to more than poetry. Still working out the kinks but I hope that you guys like it and will follow and listen if interested. Anyway, Just wanted to let you know I’m still here.
-N
It took some time,
Lost friends and family along the way, and it made me realize,
What’s important.
It took a lot of self-reflection,
Periods of not knowing,
To understand that I do know.
Thirty-one seems like a small feat to some,
But to me I’ve lived for enough lifetimes to come.
-N