Life – Page 2 – buildpoetry

Stuck

October 10, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

Pair of pink hands with fingertips pressed together. Their nails are painted yellow.

I made plans today

But then something went wrong.

Late at night, lying in bed

I’m unable to sleep

Still stuck in my head.

Suffering

October 1, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of yellow arms crossed at the wrist into an "x" shape, hands hanging limply and nails painted neon pink.

I made a mistake

In trying to end suffering,

When living in itself is suffering.

From me

September 30, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

A pair of green arms presses against one another, with the fingers spread out widely as if to show a smile.

I sought answers from the source,

Thinking I didn’t want to make mistakes.

Forgetting that I am part of the universe

And the universe is a part of me.

So wanting something, not wanting something

These feelings are valid

For they came from me.

How could I have failed to see?

For you

September 26, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

Two blue hands pink promising each other, with their nails painted neon pink.

I want to be home

Home in your arms.

Their faces are kind,

But their hearts are too cruel

I can’t trust anyone but you.

So I’m only staying here, waiting for you.

If

September 24, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

There is a black background with a pink hand at the centre of the image, their fingers curled into the palms and their nails neon yellow.

If it’s not self punishment

Then why am I doing the same thing

Over and over and over again?

Standing in the same corner

Watching the same rain

Heart in pain.

Place in this world

September 23, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetry2 Comments

The image shows a black background with a pair of pink hands with neon green fingernails. The hands appear as mirror images of each other, palm held out as if in offering.

You taught me that softness is weakness,

That kindness is sensitive

And sensitive has no place in this world.

But if I can’t feel, then I’m not me

If I can’t be me, then what can I be

So do I have no place in this world?

Sin

September 21, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands perched on top of one another in a leaning manner - their nails painted neon blue.

I sometimes feel like something sinister

Clothed with human skin.

But the dirtiness that I feel,

I know comes from deep within.

Seeking comfort

Between the sheets of sin.

Into the light

September 20, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a yellow hand at the centre, with neon pink nails. The hand is held up with fingers curled in a theatrical manner.

Some days I’m a little worse for wear.

I imagine it’s like a stone that’s always been in darkness,

Suddenly breaking from the cracks inside.

So the light pierces into corners that has never seen daylight

And all the bugs, insects and worms hidden in these corners

Finally come out.

Out of darkness,

And into the light.

Like so

September 17, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment

Two blue hands with fingertips like claws, threatening at each other. Their nails are painted neon yellow.

Twisted, convoluted and broken

We come to each other in pieces

Wanting to make a whole.

But all we ever do

Is sink into a dark hole

And wonder why we can’t fix each other like so.

Moment that we have

August 22, 2021August 17, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with one green arm at the centre, fingers pressed against their shoulder, nails painted neon yellow.

Maybe we’ll always be lost

Like some eggs in the wild that won’t hatch

Or caterpillars that will never turn into butterflies

Maybe we’ll always be 18

Unsure and lonely, seeking a stranger’s touch

So we try with what we have

And that’s all we can ever do

With this moment that we have.