Saturday Night

Blank state of mind
Feelings of inadequacy
Four walls keeping me company
Millions of repetitive ideas
None original
Staring down at a blank page
Tempting texts to read and send
Will power slowly decreasing
Willfully distracting myself
I go out.

Fate

What we have is greater than just another crush,
What we share is special,
Its what they call love. 

What Used to Be

The wind whispers as these leaves flutter through the air
Falling slowly as the air sets they’re path which lies ahead
& every leave fallen to the ground, will spread life again
Never drifting away, from its fate which it bears
This serenity creates images worth more then words
These waters push their waves letting them fall gently to shore
As every wave left to wander, it returns to the ocean, to its fate 
Always finding its way back to its home.

The tears that run down my cheek are the words that my heart can’t describe.

Childhood

I stood completely still that winter evening 
The cold kitchen floor underneath my feet
Endless nights spent of anxiety and in tears, led to this moment
Not a day had passed with the thought of him not coming home in it
The sight of my father walking through our door sent a rush of relief over my body 
But the brief moment of happiness was soon interrupted by screams 
The room filled with my most common childhood memory 
Louder and louder
Back and fourth 
Until, the door slammed
& before the first tear could drop, he was gone.