Rosemary Land

The past keeps making a comeback

Bones ache underneath youthful skin

Who gave the toxic waste a microphone?

Got any spare guts to spill?

It’s a starry night

If only we cared enough to see it

Fires are drop dead beautiful

Be alright for a few hours

The night is almost over

 

Have you found your purpose yet?

It’s safe to lose yourself here and now

And look as good as you’re trying to feel

Chew and swallow

Crushed or cubed ice

Donate your soul for research

 

Take a hike and follow the path

That was strayed from

Peace and quiet seems too sweet and quiet

Giving your worth away

To a debt that won’t leave you alone

What are you left with?

 

The past keeps making a comeback

Flowers wilt in an endless downpour

Question every question

Because questions make decisions

 

Who?

What?

When?

Where?

Why?

How?

And repeat

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Legendary

What day is it?

They’re all starting to bleed together

I like growing my bangs out

So that they can’t see me cry

They hate it when I cry

It’s a painful sight

Imagine how I feel

 

Why hit me with your best shot

When you could just try not to hit me

I’m not who I used to be

I am unapologetically me

This hurts, but I know it will be worthwhile

I’ve been washed away

That’s when I found the sweetest shore

The needle in the haystack got swallowed by my heart

I can’t dance without tears in my eyes

 

How am I?

How am I?

How am I not insane?

All work and no play

Nearly killed me

All play and no work

Also nearly killed me

 

Awake and asleep at the same time

What time is it?

That’s dominated so much of my life

That it barely matters anymore

Am I starting to deteriorate again?

I swear that I didn’t mean to

 

I’m always at my best

After I fall apart

Why is that?

State of Martyrdom

We’ve taken a break from outside communication

To form a deeper understanding of each other

Creating connections for the long run

I’m sleeping awake

While you’re dreaming in front of me

The upside is going down

Insides are spilling out

 

The numbness wears off

When my feelings hone in on you

The air I’m breathing is fresher than before

Yet, the butterflies refuse to migrate

I never said that you’re my only source of happiness

I never said that anything is guaranteed

No one and nothing are in our way anymore

Life has become more “with” than “without”

I can’t change your mind for you

 

Crying about difficulties is much easier

When you know for a fact

That you’re not the only one

Drop the act for just a moment

For the uncensored truth

I seem to find you every time you’re jaded

Look, we match!

Same thing happens when we’re better

 

We’d love to be in love

Circumstance pulls us apart

And slams us back together

Hearts underground like tectonic plates

Surrender to fate

Fondness

My insides are always changing

While my outsides pretty much stay the same

How would anyone know that I was sad

Unless I said so?

Escaped from an escape to create some semblance of home

I need to love myself like I mean it

Everyone only shows you what they want you to see

Or at least what they want you to believe

 

My thoughts tend to overpower my voice

I wish I could manage this construct we call time

But I can’t because I’m human

It’s easier to run out of control

A juxtaposition of supply and demand

 

I have myself

When I’m okay

I have myself

I am okay

For the time being

Don’t think like that

I will be okay

 

I’m a wanderer

Just as much as I crave normality

Break me down like an esteemed literary work

I’m bored

I’m excited

So much I want to do

So much I’m not sure how I’m going to do

Leave me alone and help me

 

At least I’ve got you

You deal with it too

You understand

That’s also a con

Because you won’t always be there

Correction: you’re always here

But not always on time

Don’t you just love loving someone?

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Not So Nice

Sputtering words like too much maple syrup

Hitting the showers to be alone

I’ve got the practice

I’ve got the experience

National parks of motivation dying off

Yet, multiple halls of fame for ambition

I would rather travel than time travel

Regrets won’t ever not be painful

 

Crave something sweeter

It takes time to be satisfied

If you make it to that point

You have appeal

If you’re not satisfied with your life yet,

Then spice it up

I keep losing my balance

Some part of me is always hurting

Is there such a thing as an easy process?

 

I want to be busy being free

So that the days won’t feel so long and empty

Or short and fatal

I can’t come up with an excuse

When I’m trying to tell the truth

I’m fine in this moment

Nobody and nothing to compare

Let me be okay, alright?

 

Another night

Living out a dream

Another night

Lost in a carbon monoxide cloud

In my own head

I refuse to just sit and stay

I’m finding my place of peace

I’m running to you

That’s where I am

I Have Reservations About A Lot

Hard to believe that home is where the heart is

Because a broken heart can mean a broken home

Why does my brain work against me?

I thought it was supposed to take care of me

My coping strategies need to get anatomically correct

 

Talking out loud about it

Reminds me to think about it

And now, I can’t repress it

Because I’m reliving it

My skull and bones cross

Nerves tying themselves in knots

Gut gets lost in all of the troubling feelings

I didn’t get the memo

And misread the memento

 

It’s not easy to reach out

For a solid, visible hand

Enemy armed forces keep coming from afar

Sometimes, I can predict the future

But to be honest, it’s not always an educated guess

 

Where did the day go?

Actually, where did the years go?

How many are left?

It’s like flying in a sky that’s falling

Pious Hallway

Time always seems to move

Too fast or too slow

And when it stands still,

That’s when I need to move

It’s okay to be unsure

But the thought of being unsure forever

Terrifies me

 

I want to be seen for what I am

Not what my fear chooses to reveal

 

Am I wrong for believing

That several of my impossible ideas

Are actually possible?

Is the water that I dove into

Too deep or just right

For all of these new heights I’m reaching?

 

What if there is no other side

And we’re just told to make the best

Of what we don’t have

I’m over it

Yet, still stressed

Why am I like this?

 

I can’t be forced to feel what I don’t

 

You can’t fly without falling

But doesn’t falling lead to broken wings?

Then, how will you ever fly again?

We’re all going to die someday anyway

The flight won’t even last

 

I think it’s time to fight the power

That I didn’t choose