Even with this sinking depression,
I feel the rise of aggression
I need distance,
And a distraction,
Because for a fraction,
Of a second.
I thought I could count on you.
I was wrong.
And now I can’t forget
What it felt like to believe you
Better than you are. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #170 – In Time
-I’m frustrated –
How to compensate for the failures of another,
The one you’ve chosen over every other?
How can I make you discover,
That their lack does not reflect back, on you?
How can I soothe your wounds,
When it is not my words you wish for? Continue reading Misplaced Missive #155 – Frustration
Well, it’s Valentine’s Day! A day of chocolate and hearts and amateur diners. I’ll be spending the day bouncing around the restaurant I work in, rushed by sugar, trying to give out warm, fuzzy experiences and delicious food. Since I cannot give you lovely readers that second thing, I thought I’d try to share the first. Here goes:
I’m either falling or I’m flying,
But I can’t quite tell which.
It’s a switch from my average,
This suspicion sense of bliss. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #118 – Falling, Flying, Floating
You are the fondest of my unhappy memories
And the loveliest regret I’ve had.
A disappointment clad in the
Joys and exuberance of youth.
In truth, I’ve never mourned for a mistake more,
Never wished to again tread down the wrong path. Continue reading Moonlit Musing – The Form It Came In
I reread what was said last night,
Sorrowful words written despite,
Good reason and self interest.
Yet another drunken fight,
Where you stay sober,
And take complete advantage over
Me and my insecure eager to please pleas. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #109 – Easy Target
A wanderer like me can’t show you the path,
I’m happily lost in the trees.
You said you needed the safety of:
The road traveled before, the one that’s well worn.
I’d accepted that you’ll never abandon ‘the plan’ and let me lead,
So now I can’t believe how you’ve gone astray,
Foot prints and foot trails left every which way,
From my place amongst the leaves,
Your precious plan doesn’t seem,
To lead quite so far away from where I’ll be. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #195 – Lost
Soft blues, new hues of
Old tunes, familiar whispers
Of tragedy befitting fools
Who traverse the beaten path. Continue reading Color Schemes – Regret
I held back,
And you looked hurt.
I don’t know how this works…
I’m trying to respect your words,
Even when you don’t…
Do you realize that you flirt
With the line between
Hypocrisy and restraint? Continue reading Misplaced Missive #50 – Mixed
Writing rages out in verse,
anger given a hidden outlet Continue reading Misplaced Missive #42 – Healthy Outlets
I need to get over you, I don’t even know how I got here.
Seems impossible to be anywhere elsewhere
‘Cause this impulse is entirely instinctual
Don’t misconstrue my meaning; it’s not merely physical
Everything you are, even the aspects that confuse:
Every opinion, Every action, Every defect,
Everything you are and nothing you are not
You are my paradigm of perfect. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #34 – Over You