What is this? I’m happy. Right? Then why do I feel so hindered? Why does it feel less like a choice, And more like chains? Are these my true feelings or Is the devil trying to get the upper hand? I just need some time away. I think. Just some time that isn’t full ofContinue reading “Suffocation – A Poem By – Clary”
Throwback post! Merry Christmas!
i miss my dad.
Never enough time. Being the youngest of four I always thought I was the furthest from all the changes that come with age. I calculated my youth by all the milestones I had yet to reach. Now I find myself on the precipice of something new. Another change I don’t look forward to. A slowerContinue reading “More Time – A Poem By – Clary”
What of me when newness fades?When you have since abandoned longing for my lips. The shape of my disposition no longer quenching your desires. What of me when time and toil have stolen my days?When these arms lose the worth of their breadth. Ravaged by ailments and grief of this life. What of me whenContinue reading “What of Me?”
Help me find sleep tonight. Bring quiet to this mind. My body has grown weary, of the hardships in my life. Silence all stray thoughts. Bring rest to my eyes. Let darkness take me in her arms, and sing her lullaby. Put away the triumphs and failures of the day. Tuck me in so tightlyContinue reading “Lullaby”
A short take on Dr. Suess for Adults!
The words rolled off her tongue so eloquently. I, even believed her bullshit. She wore that infectious smile and feigned excitement when she met someone new. Inviting you to rub elbows with the “elites,” like that is where you belonged. Fooled so many, including myself, with her slippery manipulations. If she said you were enough,Continue reading “Sanctimonious”
I can’t understand it. I can’t comprehend. How a love so deep spawned so quickly from friends. Just a small spark, ignites a fire; That makes you think up all these dreams and desires. It wraps you in tightly, without regard Of whom you’re attached to, no matter how far. It tells you that loveContinue reading “You”
A homage to T.S. Eliot’s Four Quartets