Poem of the Day: Where Are You God?

I’m not questioning your existence but I’m wondering where the fuck you been? I need your assistance and guidance, I’m trying find the answers to questions that lie within my soul. I’m asking you to grant my wishes like this is Christmas, and you’re that guy from the North Pole who comes around every December. You already know I live in a constant state of depression, it’s my best friend. My physical health is declining. I feel like some of these doctors are lying or they don’t give a fuck about what happens to me. I thought if I believed in you, you would provide my life with blessings until my dying days. Maybe I’m asking too much of you or maybe I’m being a fool to think that I could use you as my personal wish tool. In fact let’s tell the truth, I’m so consumed and full of myself with my head stuck up my own ass I don’t even notice my own wealth. When I asked for eternal happiness you provided me with two kids. And when I asked for a soulmate you presented one with a twist. Timing is everything and you only show me what I’m ready to see. Patience is the key to unlocking the mysteries that perplex me. When I look back into the past and retrace the path in which I took, I realize you’ve been guiding, I’ve just been to unaware to even look. So I know it’s evident that I have more than enough evidence to prove that you exist. In fact I’ve been looking at it……

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Poem of the Day: For My Sister (My First Best Friend)

Take it back to when we were just 90’s kids playing Streets of Rage 2 on my Sega Genesis, I used to think, I was so happy to have days like this. You were my first best friend. The main person I wanted to play with. I could of never imagined it ever being any different. But as you got older our interest began to differ. You wanted your privacy, you shut the door on me. I sat in the hallway on the floor crying. We used to get into fights as you chased me around the house. All because I would annoy you and say slick shit out my mouth. But I just wanted your attention. And not to mention, I didn’t understand that you were a young growing women. Five years apart, we were on different paths and I was too young to even recognize that. Next thing I knew you were off to college seeking higher knowledge. It never struck me that me and my sister would grow apart. Just know that you will always be the first love in my heart. Our journeys took us on different roads far from each other. And even tho we are not as close as we once were I will always love you. I will forever be your brother!

Poem of the Day: World Discovery

With my passport secure I’m ready to disappear. Travel the world and see new sights that some may find obscure. To go to new places and experience new cultures, expand my awareness and bring forth a new person. A different perspective is definitely worth searching for, to see things that you’ve only seen on your phone screen. While you sit at home watching Internet tv. You see I plan to make those dreams into a reality. I’m not going to wait for the world to come to me. Grab the opportunity and live my life free.

Poem of the Day: No Reply

At 7:29 I sent you a text, I sat back and waited for your reply. To my surprise a whole week went by with no word. You left me hanging like clothes on a line left out to dry. Technological communication is at an all time high. Within an instant you can connect, just simply by typing “hi”. Yet, I still have not heard from you. Ghosted is the term for this type of behavior but I say it’s just rude not to return the favor. When someone speaks you speak back. What happened to that? A generation lost, their manners replaced by assholes. Sometimes I just wish we could bring the old ways back. I guess I thought wrong. What we had didn’t mean shit to you or maybe it wasn’t really true. You came up with an excuse to use as a ruse, trying to play me like a fool. But your fear is what you see and that’s the truth. You let it ruin a good thing, it conquered you.

Poem of the Day: Troubled Thoughts

I’m lonely inside. Up late at night with thoughts of suicide feeling hopelessness sitting next to me by my side. Depression is one of the best friends of mine. And I’m not afraid to speak of death because there’s no where you can hide. My thoughts run rapid like the flow of water from a broken dam. I apologize to all my family and friends but you must understand this is just the way that I am. No sympathy needed for me. As I speak the stress is release and I begin to feel free. No noose will ever be tied around my neck. I live for my kids so I’ll never die with regret.