Witching Hour

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

Death by Deference

I’m living an impossible lie.

It’s killing me inside,

My own soul can barely reside.

Even still I try.

-N

Gray Area

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

Night Winds

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

Speculum

The night was dark,

and I tried to ignore the longing.

The voice whispering in my ear keeping the angel at bay.

-N

Water

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

City

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

Tumultuous…

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

Coming Soon

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

…Finally

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