Poem: Swim

The world is never still, but my heart is.

My life is constantly moving, but I never see anything pass me.

I only see one thing, you.

The ocean once scared me, but the day I met you I stop drowning.

We are not perfect, but the love we share sometimes is.

I said sometimes, not all the time because we are always swimming past each other.

This is not me, and this is not you.

We are two people that are stuck in the ocean, that no longer can breathe.

Yet, we are both fine.

The worries we once had are gone, the stress is free, now we can be.

This is strange, but the way we connect is what make this works.

I am turning blue, but I do not care.

It just means I can get one more kiss before my final bed.

Poem: Vision

I used to be able to see the vision.

Now, it is starting to blur.

I do not know what is happening to me.

My eyes have never been the sharpest, but that always saw everything clear.

I knew what me was besides, but I kept looking for what was behind me.

 Even when I should be looking forward, I kept looking back.

For what I do not know why.

The future has always been a mystery.

I wanted it so bad that vison of it never became clear.

I need hope, but the only thing I can see is the fear.

It was what drove me and what makes me think of yesterday.

Yesterday always makes me think it was good.

That vision was never clear.

Poem: Life’s Pain

What is wrong with me?

Why am I always in pain?

Is this what I deserve?

Am I not good enough?

I do not know, but the one thing I do know is I am tired.

The hurting just keeps coming, every day, and the cut gets deeper and deeper.

I can no longer stop the bleeding.

It lays beside me as I go to sleep.

I can taste it when I eat.

The pain has become normal, and I do not know if that is good or bad.

Will it ever stop?

At this point I do not think so.

I am starting to think that is okay.

This is all I got.

Everything that I want seems to be slipping further and further away.

 My life is no longer mine.

The pain I once feared has become my best friend.

Is this all I will ever have.

I honestly do not know.

Poem: Go, I must.

I am scared.

This is a feeling that I keep getting,

I should not be feeling like this, but it keeps happening repeatedly.

Deep down I know what must be done,

But I am terrified to make that leap.

They say have faith, but I lost that years ago.

Faith and me no longer can coexist.

I need a push.

A push that will hurt, but I need that pain.

I need to move on, but I cannot.

My feet are glued to the floor.

They are stuck with what is right, and what is best.

I am lost in this world that I no longer want to be.

I just want this to end.

I cannot be here anymore.

This is what is best for me.

My heart is no longer hear, and I can no longer bear this pain.

I can never make the right decision for me.

I guess that is because I never believed in me.

Now it is time.

It is time to move on,

But I have been stuck in this spot for years.

It has become my home.

A home I use to, but no longer want.

So, I think I must go.

It will not be easy, but it is for the best.

I must find my heart.

So, I must go.

Go, I must.