Find me! displaced and broken.

Scared and fearing.

Crying and screaming.

Unable to compose emotions.

In a spiral rival of assertion.

In a wheel of painful fortune.

For I wish not to have you close,

To push you off completely,

And in the bend of my will;

I snap!

Allowing you an entry to my grief.

Allowing you to pain me in my sleep.

The nightmare that steals my being.

The one that controls my mind continually.

Forcing such chaos upon me.

Leave me for I wither!

You’re stealing my very existence.

Me, I’m losing it to you – never having won.

Looking to the ground in awe

Grandeur disappointment

How is it possible?

His entire life, he was a lie

There was always that connection

It was relatable

Then, none of it existed – He didn’t exist

To the classic lifestyle, modern style is quite old.

It is always the people that you do not care for that want to be there. However, their intentions are not what they seem. Remember to always keep yourself to yourself. Your issues on someone else with yourself between you and them. There is no space for outside sources to intervene on what isn’t their situation.

I am a believer that professional service or not you should always question if the information you are going to share is okay to share. I do not like, and I do not think that I should share my many thoughts, issues, and situations with everyone. We are in a society, and even a time where divulging your personal believe and thoughts has become a weapon against people who do not think like you. This is not, because you intend it to be that way, but because people are taking it that way.

People do not know how to accept another persons difference. This does not mean that you must intermingle with them in your personal circle of friends. Simply that you accept their point of view as being different whether you agree or not.

I like to think of myself as a skeptic to everyone’s TRUE intentions. I do not believe that someone can be completely selfless and just want to be your friend – just because. There is something there that they want. Also, I believe in having the most minimal amounts of friends as possible. I like my distance from people and I like to tell people nothing.

My poetry is a small branch of some emotions that I traverse. They speak of current emotions or they can speak about older emotions. However, they do not connect situations. You are not able to just read it and know exactly what issues I was having that day. Though you can definitely feel the emotions they are transferring. My poetry are also not of professionalism. It’s a way of me connecting my pains into words in ways that can create a riddle and a symphony where my agony flies away with every scratch of the paper and every type of a letter.

I do not know the point of writing this. Figured I would.

Remember to make you a better you than the day before. When you lack to do so, remember that someone else isn’t even trying to be better. That will make you feel good 😉

– Ruptes

To the smallest of the smalls

And tiniest of the tiny – There I am.

Unseen to the eye

Or felt on the flesh – But there I am

No where to be seen

Or no obvious space to be taken – But there I am

On your glass I am

And to your eye a tiny blurr – But there I am.

Although almost non-existing – Everywhere, I am.

So little can be said, and so much can be lost in one moment.