So I Asked Some Friends To Choose Between LL, W, L,B,

A deep longing from deep within

Always there but never let in

Lurking just beneath from where it began

No way to ever win

Over come with grief and pain

Learn to never let it win

Longing for something that you can never win

A pain so deep, it fills you with sin

From 2021, I have not drawn in so long 💀

Life(L)

My normal everyday day life

Boring as it is

Prepare some coffee, toast and eggs

Read for an hour

Listen to music

Think of scenarios

Of what could have been

Prepare his lunch

Sit and write

Today I'm thinking

Maybe a fish will bite

My dreams so big

But my hope so small

My everyday life, this is part of it all

Do my chores, read a bit more

Do I want to write? I'm not sure

Today I wonder what could have been

But tomorrow is where it all begins

#poems #life

I am surrounded in a crowd of people I claim to know, yet I feel so alone

I smile, and nod, and like I care, when really it's been sometime since I really dared

I speak but I don't feel heard

My words come out, but no one listens, deciding to speak to others, even though I've already began

Do I really know these people? Do they really know me?

I feel more at peace away from them, reading and listening to the songs I've come to love

They make me feel corned, trapped when confronted

Yes, we are friends

I will listen

I will hold you

But why is it that you yourself cannot provide me with the simplest thing

Your attention

Taken at school, on my way home , and on the road to Bakersfield for a field trip

Home

Home, whether that's a place, person or thing

I hope you have a safe place

You can run to when things become to much

That you find comfort with whatever it is

Family isn't always home

Home is your safe place

Where you can be you

Where you are loved unconditionally

A place why you can run to,at, or with

The warmth it may provide

Home does not have to be a place,

It can be a person you trust and love or

Something you hold dearly

Let you safe place comfort you,

To be loved unconditionally

At only 19, he was forced to join the war, to protect those he loved

A fight for control

Blood guts and shells

To young to have witness but there was no choice

A call for more soldiers

A fight to protect

His people , his rights, and future generations

For both the people he loved and hated

Fighting till the end

Secrets not told to just anyone

Enemies hiding in the shadows, signaling

Asking for mercy, for it to end

Scared for their safety

Begging for help, to escape

In the shadows we gain more help

One day the war will end

People will cry, mourn, and thank their people

Outsiders at one point now family to many

These wars killed many, so thank you for your service, those who survived to tell their tales and to those who died on the field as well

peace

peace is a wonderful thing

something so simple

yet so complicated

its the gentle winds blowing against your hair

the bright sun warming your face

its spending time with people you love and care for

but sometimes its a little more dark

a little more violent

its the feeling of getting reveng

of being the first to do it and taking others down

its fighting back against the bully

its the knife in that guys back

the one who tormented you to no end

but sometimes peace is also the quiet

or the load bickering, and laughter

peace is so complicated

but its something we all want

with its flaws and all

Pretty sky, pretty tree,and evil geese

Betrayal

Through the good and the bad

You were by my side

My secret keeper, my friend

I never once stopped listening to you

I loved and cared for you

Brought you coffee and chocolate

Never did I think you would use me like this

You stabbed a knife in my back

My heart, and my soul

You took a piece of me I can never get back

You told every secret I told you

You stabbed and laughed behind my back

Now I know, we were never that

You used me and abused me

When I no longer served you of any use

You left me,threw me away

But not before you said it to my face

Now I know you true colors

You betrayed me, Now I trust no one

When you come back begging for help

Forgiveness or acceptance

You will find the remains

Of what I used to be, what we use to be

#poem #betrayal