i don't believe you
i want to but i can't
you're smoke and mirrors
you're on you're off
you're on again
you're here you're gone
you're all attention
when i explode
your minimum is not enough
you don't impress me
you fail at every chance
your minimum will never be enough
put on the spot you make the effort
but empty promises is what i get
convincing at the time as they may be
you fail to inspire confidence
why i haven't given up on you
remains somewhat of a mystery
your minimum keeps you afloat for now
you're hovering on a thin borderline
and you seem quite content at that
you make promises
that i keep taking
in good faith
you don't follow through
you keep falling short
is that really all you've got?
but when i turn the tables
i have to wonder
why it is that i'm ok with that?
I need to know if you're ready
to meet me halfway ~
AP: 1st place 2025, Honorable Mention 2026
Speaking from the heart
Carries a heavy burden
Putting yourself out there
Seems so frightening
Seems so complicated
Walking a thin line between love and hate
Is the hardest part
Believing I could be more
So compelling
Having a dream to be the writer you all go to
Insane
How I have gotten here
Is not how I wanted the journey to go
Spilling my skeltons so Reveling
But so incredibly needed
There is a fine line everyday
From the failure to the success
It's a tightrope of decisions not easily balanced
But when you see that weekiness as a strength
It becomes beatable walkable sustaining
When you recognize your insercuties
You become more aware of what can become
I am not there yet but I am gaining strong
Understanding what makes me tick
What makes me see
Makes all the difference in how I see me in this world.
Many did come and go.
None is left ,it is just I and no You.
Memories leak out.
Truth turning into doubt .
Emptiness is all around .
Walking a thin line between sky and ground.
Eyes are shut .
All words turn into Yes ,But .
April 9th 2024
Only motivated to write
Nothing else seems important in this frame of mind
Getting lost in the poetry
There’s no frame of time
The ink bleeds and fills the page with beautiful design
This pen is my crutch
The only leg I have to stand on
Writing until my fingers are numb
Writing all day long
No interruption to tell me I’m wrong
Thoughts know where they belong
This poetry won’t be taken away
Dreams allow it to cascade into the right trade
Years go by and every stanza becomes clear
There’s limits to fear
Keeping my eyes open and using this pen to steer
Maybe this is an added phase
But these words won’t be erased due to these dreams being chased
I only need a teeny taste just to know it isn’t a waste
Time to haste
Piercing my skin
I’ve gotten a grip on my thoughts within
The emptiness of the mind is hard to find
Walking a thin line with my mind confined
When I awoke not even for a second did I think
That this day could be my last
Just a normal day in the middle of a life
Now left on the brink
The lives of friends hurt and lost
They made no difference to me
Never learning any lesson from the mistakes seen
Traveling down the same road at the same cost
As I lay here all alone
The memories begin to flash
Everything that I've known
Could have spared me life's crash
Now walking this thin line
The line between life and death
The difference of fiction and reality
Now with every breath
I begin to see my own mortality
Your laugh has been so damn hard
To forget
I've been chasing comets
If I asked you "are you sad?"
Would you be honest?
I never meant to burn you
But I'm on fire
I'm walking a thin line
I'm walking a wire
Where are you now?
There's a wonderful face
There's a wonderful future
Thats bearing your name
You said you love me,
No one above me.
But lately you choose the game.
I thought you meant what you said, what a shame.
Though it hurts i stay by your side.
Just know your walking a thin line.
One day i'll have you back.
I'll always be here,
Whether were in a hoopdy or a cadillac.
I'm scared for you,
Dont know what i would do if i lost you-no clue.
And i'm not talking about you leaving,
'cause our love has too much meaning.
I'm talking about the next guy pulling a heat.
Thats what i mean when i say i dont want you to leave.
I miss you baby,
Im here to stay
I want to be your one and only lady
I promise its gunna be me and you
Until its through.
You got my heart
Till death due us part.
the more you know
makes it hard to do
some won't you dumd
those mean sungun
won't you on the run
don't like a smart mind
like to kept you blind
we
WALKING A THIN LINE
we still a aways to go
we must do more
to open the door
some don't won't comande
or understand
this is all our land
will leave hate behind
so will still
WE WALK A THIN LINE
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