different

different

part of me feels my poetry has changed,

maybe its my emotions that has rearranged,

or the situation that changed my words,

or the lack of emotions causing a blur,

it might have evolved into something new,

something totally different from the blue,

emotional things Ive written before,

but its lacking I want more,

something seems shallow,

like my mind wont allow,

my emotions to escape my head,

and my dreams to stay with me in bed,

but its different from before,

but I know its lacking something more.

When I see a bunch of clocks its like paranioa

in a rush every second,

like a reminder after every beckon,

my mind races like an anxiety attack,

sweat falling from my back,

the hands racing,

my anxiety pacing,

time spinning ,

like right from the begining,

it ticks on every minute,

when it starts in hypnotized in it,

its a cycle of internal pacing,

the clocks im facing.

butterfly daze

im overjoyed in a daze,
when the skies are dark grays,
I see you in spirit and soul,
and it keeps me whole,

I see you've met friends,
you came with more of them in the end,
im proud heaven has made you feel,
safe and at home and that's real,

im in a daze how much you've changed,
my life has changed too I've rearranged,
my life and I hope yours is full of light,
to guard you from the night.

It’s been awhile since you visited 🦋

Poem title : 

it’s been awhile since you visited  🦋

You should to show up almost every day,

Now it seems like you’ve gone away,

It’s been awhile since I’ve seen you,

Maybe cause it rained and the sky wasn’t so blue,

But I miss having you around,

In a form of a butterfly in spirt and sound,

It’s been awhile since you’ve stoped by,

I can’t remember the last time I said hi,

I can’t remember the last encounter between us,

Maybe it’s the breeziness and the gust,

But I miss having you around,

Cause you’ve been gone and Your lost when I want you found. 

A perfect image

A perfect image 

A girl standing near the mirror,

Feeling insecure and inferior,

About how she looks ,

Cause she’s self conscious and it hooks,

On to her like her skin,

As battling her self worth she tries to win,

But battles may knock her down,

Internal Rumors causes her frowns ,

But she’s dreaming of that perfect image inside,

Realizing the pain she hides,

The sorrow in her eyes ,

For a perfect image she cries,

At night she feel perfect and real,

Feeling to feel ,

She’s afraid of the man in the mirror,

Cause others reflections make her inferior. 

Angel without wings

Angel without wings 

Evert day I visit you in my dreams,
as I float to you in the dream streams,
I linger amongst the angels for a while,
as I rest from my travels from earth to heaven in miles,

but I don't belong here,
as time grows near,
my time to leave and go home,
where the humans not angels roam,

im an angel without wings,
in heaven where the angels sings,
a visitor among strangers,
with you free from danger,

but when I leave,
I always believe,
im an angel without wings,
traveling in heaven where the angels sings.

Rise

Rise

Rise like a phoenix out from the ashes,

rebirth from the ashes as the fire clashes,

rise to find all the pains behind you,

when you give in, see yourself through,

see the fire in your eyes,

rebirth hope and realize,

your born to rise above the pain,

stronger than pain , wont be defused by rain,

rise until tomorrow,

rebirth love not sorrow,

be stronger than any soul,

among the emptiness you become whole.