Dreams I Have

the dreams I have

where the scorched remains-

of our love

reside

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We are all desperate

This is new to me

the concept of love

not the real thing

just the hypothetical

 

I see desperate people

searching for someone

maybe I am one of them

maybe thats why

I’ve been hurt

 

Maybe she is one of them too

Yet I feel no unity

At least

not yet

 

I have turned her into a stranger

I don’t regret it

But I do miss her

Not him

 

It’s a package deal

Even if she denies it

I see them

I turn away

You did….you will

You painted over me

as if i was never there

a new shade

that i never was

 

You changed me

and then left

 

You will change her

and then leave

 

I will pick up the pieces

As I always do

When it comes to you

Political Correctness

We need this in our society…..to an extent. Let me be more clear. If we are too focused on political correctness, then people will be scared to speak their mind. Therefore, it will be so much harder to have social change. If you have not experienced this yourself, let me give you some examples. A family friend of mine, went to a college…sorry I don’t remember which one. He ended up transfering, because he felt that if he said anything at all, people would start yelling at him or get offended. His goal was not to offend anyone….he just wanted to share his opinion, but he was too scared. Another example is a personal one. I used to have this friend who is a strong femenist, like me. But whenever I was around her, that is all we seemed to talk about. Don’t get me wrong, I love saying my opinion ;). But there came a point where she was so passionate about the subject, that it almost seemed like she was angry with me even though I was agreeing with her. So then, I kind of just stopped talking to her because I was too scared to. There, as always, can be where people ignore political correctness wayy too much. So I guess you would call it…political incorrectness? And guess what?! I have an example of that too. I had a friend over to my house yesterday and we talked for about two or three hours and it was really nice…oh yeah except for the part where he revealed that he is sick of all this (these are his words not mine): “LGBTQRGTFR kinda stuff.”

Hmm

I have tried to let you in but I cant decide. What would you do? Would you leave me? Because I don’t think I am strong enough to be without you.

 

Let’s Remain

Wow. Some people surprise us don’t they? Sometimes they exceed our expectations. But more recently, I have found that…well…they disappoint us. If you watch the news, you understand what I mean. Hell, I don’t even watch the news, but we hear about this kind of stuff everyday. Shootings, sexual attacks, innocent deaths. We have no way of avoiding it. Nor should we. But even though it may appear to be more and more common for people to disappoint us, let’s not allow these to be expected. Let’s remain suprised and apalled. Because as long as we stay that way, we will continue to inspire change.

Our world spins. It starts to blend. Like a watercolor painting in which you added too much water. I told you not to. And now here we are. A sluggish mix of colors. That is what we are. Our lives are intertwined. I didn’t ask for that. I never wanted that. I never asked you to do that. So now I am stuck in a watercolor painting that I didn’t paint. You did.

To Hell I Go

Take me with you

To wherever your going

whether it be

heaven or hell

 

I am not sure

which way

you are headed

But I don’t care

I’m going

 

You poison my blood

No possible reason

That I should love you

But I don’t care

I do

And I always will

 

So will you take me with you to hell?