Haiku Series #2

Turn around and look
I've always been standing there
Waiting to love you

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Haiku series #1

Newest mini project: a series of haikus whenever the moment strikes:

I sank deep today
Rain washes it all away
Sun beams give me hope

The End

I grate my feet on broken glass leaving a ruby path
A swirl of dust pushes me back
Blinding me as I claw through the air
It's heavy and stings my eyes

Sway, sway with me
Let this current pull us away
But the ripples tear piece by piece
Until all that remains is horridly raw
Unfiltered and crude
It shrinks me, swallows me whole
And then spits me back out
In the early afternoon sun
Where I lay to waste
My insides scraped hollow and left to rot

Yet the noise of the world goes on
The busy people with important things to do go by
The move in taxis and walk their dogs
There's only one inevitable truth:
In the end, life goes on

Never Gone

By the old oak tree
I buried it there
Pieces of you
Pieces of me
When the water touched my toes
I threw it out to sea
What was left of you
What was left of me
The warm breeze against my skin
Brought it all back to me
I am never without you

Home

I can't find it

This place that seems to exist for everyone

Except me anyway

I thought I was there once 

It felt like home

But like most pretty things, those memories faded

I can barely recall now

Was I ever there?

Do I just see illusions?

Sometimes I think that’s enough

And then the picture becomes more and more washed out

Frayed at the ends

And it can hold me no longer

I need this place to call my own

Where I hear laughter

Where I'm not afraid

  Or alone

                      (I hate that the most I think)

I need reason to believe that I'm on my way

Perhaps it’s just around the corner?

I hope at least... There's always hope right?

Maybe I just want to be missed when I’m gone

Have a careful eye on the horizon

A place to come back to

No matter how long I’m away

With someone waiting for me

Who’s thinking of me tonight?

And am I home to him?

The confines of fear

Running away is easier

Leaves a different mess

I can’t fake smiles anymore

It gets old quick

And wears on my soul

This air is thick

I feel it pushing on me

But the wind racing through the window chases it away

The speed surpasses all the things that eat away at me

Just the sound of Indie Rock

And the thoughts in my head

             That fade slowly

                     Until I silence them away

Maybe if I pretend they don’t exist they’ll really be gone…

Even for a minute

       I need some solace

Nope, that didn’t work

Just focus on the road

And the trees whizzing by

I don’t want to be here anymore

I’m tired of being scared

     Of myself

      Of others

       Of being trapped

        Of my soul’s hunger

I need to break free from these confines of fear

Addiction

I’m addicted to him
Not in an obsessive way, or even in a sexual way
I’m addicted to the way all my problems and anxiety seem to fade away when he is around

I can be having a total meltdown
And when he grabs my hand
               I’m relaxed
He’s my medicine

(Who am I kidding? He’s my drug)
He saves me from myself
Not every secret is bad