If you could write a poem on how you feel right now

If I could live
The life I want
I’d be with you
Until the world ends
I’d walk hand in hand
Along the beach
Until the sun sets
In alabaster creams
I’d wake with you
In the deepest night
To feel you beside me
And in me
And breathing with me
Until our hearts become one
I’d live this dream
As my real life
Wrapped up in you
And only you.

Water dries.
Stone erodes.
Wind fades.
Glass shatters like my heart did.
But love doesn't.

You went in a different direction.
Fingers reach only so far.
Even the internet is limited.
But love isn't.

Fire consumes.
Paper dissolves.
Words are forgotten.
But not love.

I set my coffee cup down.
Like I did once before.
Staring in your direction.
Vainly trying to see what love can.

Tides are immovable.
So is my love for you.

It’s a different moment in time…

I spread my wings
But they do not lift me.
I spread my mind
But it goes darkly.
I spread my fingers
And they touch insanity.
I listen to the wind
As it shatters my soul.
I feel the earth
Under my feet
As it tries to draw me
Into its depths.
And my heart screams
Destroying the silence
Bleeding through
the essence
Of my life.
No one sees me.
I walk through society
Invisible to the hearts of many.
Lost in the morose longing
Permeating the spaces
Living in my depths
Of depression.
I belong nowhere
As I swim in the landscape
Surrounding my thoughts
Listening for just a whisper
Just a whisper
As I spread my wings
Once again
Attempting to fly
Attempting to feel the wind
Moving them ever slightly
Hoping to feel just a whisper
Of an infinitesimal lift of my soul
To devour the darkness
And alleviate the insanity
Just let me feel
Just that infinitesimal lift of my soul
To drag me away
From this moment
I can no longer abide.

ashes to ashes
dust to dust
i have so many things to do today
but drinking beer is a must 😋

T ake care of what you say,

I nspire the kindness in the people around you,

R espect; let it be your grace,

E lude from your inner anger and hate.

D emand the succession of your days with the confidence of your honor.

https://similarworlds.com/poetry/4726831-When-your-in-a-bad-mood-but-dont-know-why

My neighbor makes me sick
Because he is such a dick.
OCD to the core.
And a whole lot more.