The powerful live their lives in fear
Of the knowledge that when push comes to shove They cannot make their people obey. They fear the day When the people in their dominion Figure this out. bluh - Atlas
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Don't worry
My heart's not broken, it's just Torn A little I think that part of me is always going to love you Even though you didn't choose me back But it's okay Because my heart will grow And find room for new loves To fit beside the ache. Thank you for everything - Atlas Tomorrow--
Something will be decided. For better or for worse Maybe I'll never know. But tomorrow I will begin the process Of finding out. thankful for today - Atlas Soon, at least
The waiting will be over. I won't deny that the uncertainty is painful Though the hope is nice, At least for a little while. this makes no sense. like. none - Atlas We all have our own small ways
Of saying goodbye A wave, a hug A portrait taken off the wall A song Sometimes padding the holes in our chest Sometimes sewing them closed Take your time. It is not something that should be rushed, Saying goodbye. this barely makes sense but I still kinda needed to write about it - Atlas I am so grateful you were born
I am so glad you exist The thought of waking up each morning To a world without you in it Seems so empty and colorless It hurts to imagine not exactly what I wanted to express but still in the general ballpark - Atlas Sometimes you do not get the things you want
Even if you want them desperately With all your heart and soul And sometimes you do And sometimes you realize halfway through That this wasn't what you were truly seeking Not like this. hmn - Atlas It is one thing to not succeed
In the face of overwhelming odds But another thing entirely To decide that the battle was lost Before it begun Without even attempting to try not a very poem-y poem but when were these really poem-y anyway - Atlas As lovely as it would be
To be a living legend I am not, I am human And I am slowly learning to accept that in my own ways - Atlas Who am I,
To stand next to such titans As anything other than an ant Who am I, To attempt to stand out amidst this never-ending crowd of neon lights-- Who am I but a fool? bleh - Atlas |
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