The anomaly

Before Gravity It seems I am losing a race against myself, Chasing a dream I dreamt at seventeen, Hoping to become the person my mother prayed for me to be, but you see, I was just a kid back then, blindfolded by optimism and infinity, blissfully unaware of self-doubt, gravity and taxes, The truth is, in our youth, we were all masters, With the earth as our playground and all else, our puppets, And as we age, we are…

AUTOPILOT Somedays I wonder if I'm awake, Eyes closed or eyes open they seem to make no difference, I live in abundance of fluorescence, but in the absence of light, I hope you can see my confusion. Between the blur of morning and night, I find myself alive, Alive, but not living. My lungs expand and my chest sinks to the rhythm of my breath, But that is all I am sure of. Anything in me not flesh and bone is lost,…

The Quiet Collapse Can you feel it? your bones withering to a mundane existence? Can you not sense the resistance? When you sit alone in silence, do you not hear your conscience, screaming, asking, “Do you even want this?” “You’ve been gunned down too long by your fear of discomfort.” Wouldn’t you rather lose today than drown in a life of “I wonder”s? Sure, you rot away in safety, but you’re rotting regardless. You…

Soft Requiem I wish to exist between now and then, Outside of time, When it's neither today nor tomorrow, Where my heart beats in straight lines. I wish to be suspended between life and death, Mingling but uncommitted, To be the silent veil and crimson divide, Where my presence or absence is but an illusion. I wish to be swallowed by space but not part of it, Known but unmet, To breathe in vacuum, To rest peaceful…

All the Grays My dear, fire rages in my stomach, But you will see the smoke long before any noise is uttered, I only scream in silence, In my exile and in your absence, You wouldn't love me otherwise. Do you remember those nights? Those nights we were drunk on each other's company? Fully clothed, yet utterly exposed in quiet understanding? You told me then how you thought I was beautiful. Those were the best of our…

OASIS I long to escape into the night, To take refuge in the dark that has always kept my secrets, I never fail to miss it, One day, I shall leave and never return. I would like to rewrite myself into a dream, Into a song, To reside between the highs and lows of a slow melody, A fleeting memory, A thing of ephemeral existence and a sweet aftertaste. I would like to change my name, To vanish into some place unknown…

"Why do you look at me so judgingly?", She whispered to her reflection. ~M~ @fortheeccentric

Glory and Honor where dead bodies decorate a barren land, Two men in silver are left to fight, They were only told how but never told why, They do not ask why. Swords nourished by the blood and screams of their enemies or...long lost brothers, But they were not trained to wonder, They do not wonder. The two men look for ways to snatch one's soul from the other, One has a pregnant wife at home and the other has two…

A glorious snowman in the making just a few days before summer, That is, I feel, the gist of life, That we must be and build things of beauty to then dissolve into a puddle of nothingness. ~M~ @fortheeccentric

WORDS A boy marches into adulthood, Blind and unprepared, but dressed in his father's speech, He is a man now, He reflects on all the advice he received when he was young enough to ask for it, 1. They told him to fill his pockets the best he could, He did as they told him, It was all heavier than he expected, Not only on his hand but on his spirit, He told them his pockets gave him only the means to survive, but no…

Father, they tell me you are everywhere, Why is it that I can not find you? These years brought with them an invisible darkness that consumes my soul, I was hoping you could fix me, Father, do you not recognize me? My voice is not as sweet as it used to be, is it? I admit it has turned rough from the cold nights I spent in all the wrong places, They were not my home, I was hoping you'd be the home I needed, Father,…

AFTER TOMORROW How dare they, the hours? To grow into years that passed without notice, How do I make up for the wasted time I didn't know was wasted? See, I counted my days, but nothing in my days counted, Oh, to be young and impatient, For a while, I had dared for tomorrow to arrive, But now that it is here I wish that I hadn't, It crafts my regrets while it mocks my decisions, "What now?", It laughs, "Was it all…