poem – buildpoetry

Tests

July 28, 2021July 27, 2021 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 never noticed the little tests in life

Like the way certain things come back after all that strife

As if to test your determination

It teases your self-restraint

Until you finally manage to show some restraint.

Mind

July 27, 2021July 26, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pink arm stretched, neon yellow fingernails holding onto its shoulder.

I didn’t write for it to be read

In fact I had hoped it would never be read.

I wrote for my mind to feed

And that voice that keeps trying to sow seeds.

So if it doesn’t makes sense,

It’s because it was never meant to make sense

For it never had any sort of sense.

A day

July 26, 2021July 23, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands and pink fingertips - one hand is leaning onto the wrist of the other.

Let’s wrap this up

And call it a day.

I’ve cried enough

And I’ve done more than enough

So please, let’s just call it a day.

Ego

July 25, 2021July 23, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of hands. The yellow hand is held up and the blue hand is holding onto its wrist in a restrictive manner. They have neon pink fingernails.

I didn’t do it to hurt

But that I couldn’t cure my own hurt.

It’s not out of lack

But rather my own lacking.

How egoistical must you be

To make it about you?

Red

July 24, 2021July 23, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of pink hands, thumbs hooked onto one another and fingers spread out as if to form wings. Their nails are painted neon green.

They want those pretty wings

The kind that sings

Break, break, break

Let’s pull out those feathers

In seas of red.

For broken wings will have to rely on you

To be fed

Pain

July 23, 2021July 22, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

There is a black background and at the centre there is a pair of hands - one blue hand is spread out with palms facing up, the other is standing straight. Both of their nails are painted neon pink.

You should know your place

And never push too far

Because you’re replaceable

Just as they all are.

So heed this warning

And stay in your lane

I’ve never hesitated

When it came to

Inflicting pain.

Outside

July 22, 2021July 21, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

A pair of green hands in the black background with palms and fingers pressed together in a praying motion - their nails painted neon yellow.

I looked outside to find the answers that were on the inside

And it would be the first of many mistakes that I would have to make

To finally build the me that no one could shake.

Want

July 21, 2021June 23, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands holding onto one another tightly into a fist.

I want to let go.

I want things to end.

I want to leave.

I want to breathe

Like I am me.

I want to live

Like I am me.

I want to break

And become free.

Redemption

July 20, 2021June 23, 2021 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.

On the edge of the bed,

Her feet dangles

Swinging forwards and backwards

Her hand hanging limply. Emptily.

Everything is so empty.

Like a soulless body vomiting out words

Regurgitate, regurgitate, regurgitate

She swallows her salted wounds,

As the wings on her blades tremble.

Salvation,

Salvation,

This is her redemption.

Both

July 19, 2021June 23, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment

The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands and blue fingernails, fingers pressed together with their palms slightly touching.

One of the greatest pain,

Is reconciling the darkness with the light.

But to live and breathe them both

Is the choice to abandon ego

And realising,

That it never determined your worth.