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joshua Apr 26
i wish i never cared...
  what you think.
    i wish.

all of you—
  gaze.
  look.
  stare even.

i have become
  tired
    of your
      ways!
joshua Feb 12
i am,
now i am,
now,

amongst and within
i am...

giant forest trees.
crooked branch,
bright green leaf.

i fill my lungs
i stretch my arms
and reach for what i cannot become

let natures whisper calm
and the birds chirp echo within
i wish to be~
joshua Feb 4
the still dead summers,
when the night time tends to hide,
the endless chirps of mama birds echo the cloudless sad sky.

i stare above with brooding eyes,
sitting frigidly by the shoreline,
tears held back, reasons unclear.

i'm losing track of time.
i've been sat here awhile.

this solace i find in my sorrow,
this void i seem to embrace with open arms...
"surely when the autumn arrives,
this madness will end"...
i tell myself,

the still dead summers, i cannot bear.
**** summers fr.
joshua Feb 3
i find myself longing for loneliness,
my room, my silent protector,

it is not the fear of being seen,
but one of being perceived,
my room is my shield,

i find myself longing for solitude and silence,
for in the quiet of my sorrow,
i am most at ease,
i am home.
welp, my first poem. i guess.

— The End —