Yung Poetry

No one wants to wonder “What if” but I catch myself doing it sometimes, a hundred times, a million times. At times, I try to climb these thoughts with others it does not work. How can you look toward the future when you have not taken the first step? For instance marriage, you cannot want to be married if you have not started dating and you cannot move into the future if you are still stuck in the past. Unsurpassed character traits somewhat hinder who we really want to be, not only in life but also in our mind. The constant grind to goals set before us are not always ours. They are bars parallel to pits of hell, which if we do not break out of we can eventually fall victim to a crime no one commits only our thoughts. I sought the truth with short-term commit and excitement, but quickly enlighten and frighten with what I seen in the mirror when no one else was around. Cut down, I compounded these thoughts, that I will no longer fear my thoughts, feelings, and surrounds. They make me who I am, with these message I place it in a bottle for someone to find hoping she is right so I can make her mind.

In loneliness there is peace with thought sought out by the truth, but fought off by the maybe’s, could be’s, and what not’s. Regret is a feeling that seems to creep through a preview review comes to you and you see what you couldn’t before To account for all the times you took the back door to situations instead of facing them head on, the people you misused and lead on, the emotions that you let go when you should’ve held on Think as the water splashes over your face and into the sink What could be the missing link? Erasable ink might be the answer. Some compare loneliness to cancer, how it eats away at you slowly waiting for you to give in, telling you that your alone, no one cares and you have no friends Do you give up, do you turn to a pleasure less recommended, or do you end it. Loneliness can be made more intense by what you tell yourself it means. A feeling in which a person experiences a strong sense of emptiness and solitude resulting from inadequate levels of social relationships is the definition, but you are not alone. Let go of the regret, what if’s, maybe’s, and what not’s and watch yourself slowly began to move on.

Something tells me I’m missing the catch,
This boxing match is fixed, so mixed up in emotions
I couldn’t figure out the hints.
Squinting trying to read the fine print I’ve spent time,
effort, thought behind this
BULLSHIT … Stupid bitch!
Get mad,  no boo … Play games something I won’t do
I just see my visit as a pass through
déjà vu not with the same chick, but same situation
just a illustration of a GROWN UP DUMB BITCH
The fabrication of lies as we lay side by side
I’ve oversupplied my time and collided with the truth
My youth requires me to move on…
Not going to tell you how good of a man I am,
oh how it could’ve been
One day you will figure out
that I figured out
The words that were not said.

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