I felt a pain,
Tight in my chest,

Weighted down,
AM said my clock,
Stop said my mind,

All of this pain,
Lifted from me,
Like a hand,

And I was free,

Darkness gone,
Ready to spring,
Emotion challenge,
Am I to pumped?
My body seems like I can’t do much.

First time seeing rain,
I thought of it as a pain,
Now it makes me fain.

If a clock breaks,
time does not.
The world moves on,
without a thought.
Even in days of love,
if one clock stops,
the other still runs.

When ones clock snaps,
or cracks or shatters or stops.
Stay with them,
as one day it will tock.

Isn’t fear as dangerous as greed?

For it could make one do terrible things.

If one had fear,
they would be tense.
They would make sure,
to tell of their own,
till whole groups thought alike.
And once a community,
has one mind,
it only ends with a fright.

I can’t help ponder,
the essence of time,
For once time goes,
It is forever gone.

The time I’ve used to write this,
cannot be given back,
Me, the one in control of myself,
can only take time away from myself.

I don’t get to add it.
I can’t change it.

I do know I won’t waste my short term here,
doing nothing of some worth.

My heart is frozen in time.
Stuck in the past,
And unable to move on.

My thoughts are frozen in time.
They stop working,
And just stay the same.

My eyes are frozen in time.
Forever showing the things I wish to forget,
And not seeing what’s ahead.

My body is frozen in time.
Stuck in place,
And unable to move.

My brain is the only thing still functioning and it’s making me mad, for why can’t I just relax? It won’t stop going on and on and on and on till the point my mind is just a jumbled mess. Why can’t I just have a point of relaxation a time for me to rest and enjoy my life instead of being pressured all the time when will I have my time?

And until then I’ll be frozen in this terrible time.

Through a window,
She did see,
A place where,
She’d be free.

In this place,
Trees grew high,
Oceans waved,
Birds cried joy.

She couldn’t help,
But ponder where,
Would this be,
How could she?

Then she blinked,
Brought back to life,
Her world gone,
And she kept on going,
Leaving the glare on the window,
Be one that’s behind.

Once a pain
Now a love,
Once ignored,
Now unforgotten.
Sun came out,
I was enlightened.
Words flowed through,
my fingertips,
typing into poems.
I could talk through some words,
None would probably judge it.

I dance in the rain,
I play in the sun,
I cry in the wind,
I cringe in the warm.

I watch the clouds,
and I count the stars.

Nature is round,
and I embrace.

Even if I don’t enjoy,
I still think it’s to be desired.

Nature is round,
and one must embrace.

What else could ever take it’s place?

By a valley she did sleep,
Closer than a fingernail,
Far too close for herself.
As she woke,
she toppled down.
For she cried out in fear,
She hadn’t had a moments due.
As she saw the rocky bottom,
reaching with clawed hands,
She couldn’t help but notice her life,
The life flashing before her eyes.
Then as she hit the bottom,
She woke with a start.
Oh, how dreams could make a start.

In the meadow she did lay,
Frozen in her own decay,
Broken by her day and age,
She was made a display.
Once wild and free,
Now made to stay,
Cracks in her heart,
She was made to be seen.
In her mind,
She was cold,
Colors washed,
No longer bold.
She is me,
I am her,
Our reflections blurred.
One day light will shine,
One day free in mind.
Till then she’ll lay in dirt,
An image of one’s wrongful mirth.

Aggressive, arrogant, and abusive,
with aggravation and absence,
and accidents that alarm.

Broken, beating, black and blue,
with bruises and blades,
and burns that blister.

Cold, cancelled, and captive,
with clashes and chills,
and contagiousness that corrupts.

She had layne,
He was pained.
She gave glares,
Him in snares.
Her love gone,
His was chains.
One moved on,
Another stayed.

Though she left,
He’d wait on her.
One day she’d return.

To my dear Rose,

I wanted to talk to you,
but you blocked me, heh.
Hopefully you didn’t forget,
The roses I’d sent last week?
I know your with Jermey,
Or Jim, or Kai.
I just want you to know,
I’m still your nice guy.
I know you were just kidding,
When you told me no,
For how can’t you love me, Rose?

-Your Man, H

I wish you would talk to me,
it’s so hard without your voice in my life.
Do you want me to send more flowers?
Do you want Jeremy, Jim, or Kai?
Or do you hide your feelings of me from them?
I know you love me more than you love them.
I know.
So, how is your dog?
I saw you walking him yesterday,
though you didn’t wave,
you looked scared.
Probably because you thought something was gonna happen to your pup.
His name is mine, right?
I know you want me in your life,
so answer back!

Your Man, H

I am undefined.
     My edges are blurred.
                 I am too soft to cut.
                          I am too rough to hold.
                                    I am invisible to some.
                                            I am too visible to some.
                                                       My heart is scraped.
                                                               I have scraped others.
                                                                    What am I? What do I do?
I am undefined.
     My edges are blurred.
                 I am too soft to cut.
                          I am too rough to hold.
                                    I am invisible to some.
                                            I am too visible to some.
                                                       My heart is scraped.
                                                               I have scraped others.
I am undefined.
     My edges are blurred.
                 I am too soft to cut.
                          I am too rough to hold.
                                    I am invisible to some.
                                            I am too visible to some.
                                                       My heart is scraped.
                                                               I have scraped others.
                    
                            

                                 I am undefined. I am misshapen.