The Loudest Fall

Depending on how you look at things, depends on how you see them. So many meanings for so many words, what is beautiful for one is terror for the other. The same two things can be used to talk of two different things and have entirely different meanings.

She loved so deeply

That her heart took root

To everyone she met.

The problem was that often times

The ground she chose didn’t deserve

The roots she grew,

Taking them away just to destroy

Everything that stood above the surface.

Till one day when the roots gave in,

Knowing they couldn’t take another blow,

They let go,

Pulling away,

Taking so much with them,

And it destroyed them both.

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What We Think We Don’t Have

We try our hardest to be free,

Free from expectations,

Free of the chains of time,

Free of the things that weigh us down,

From the things that make us, human,

Even the bodies we are locked in.
We do everything we can to tell ourselves we are,

Because nothing can convince us,
Though we won’t admit it.

We can’t comprehend the idea that we are already free,

Because to so so we would have to admit

To full surrender. 

-t.r.p.

In My Stillness

We fight the stillness,

Trying our hardest to avoid the darkness

And the quiet that it brings,

Because even when we’re screaming in our own minds

For someone to save us from

The crowds of people taking over,

The quiet still seems lonely.

If only I would learn to let you speak.

 

Not just in the moments when the storm is higher

Then I know what to do with,

Or when the walls are too slick

At rock bottom that I can’t pull myself up,

Or the times I feel so lonely,

Forgetting who to turn to when I can’t feel you there.

But, in the moments when I feel you sitting there,

So strongly, waiting,

I can’t help but be anything but still.

 

Even when my mountains crumble,

Yours stay strong,

Screaming their adoration without saying a word,

The ocean crashes against the walls you gave it,

Obeying sometimes more silently than me,

In my stillness I am learning,

I can see, that you do so much of this for me.

Apple Picking 

I won’t stay quiet forever,
I’m sick of going silently insane,
Not saying a word
For the sake of everyone but me.
Screaming on the inside
At all the fake around me,
Can none of you see it?
Pretty on the outside,
But rotten to the core,
Stop trying to deceive me,
And just pick one already.
Put down the facade
And show me something real. 
-t.r.p.

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Simplicity Is Often Loudest.

Same Road, Different Feet.

You’ve been in my shoes,
Standing in this place before,
It looks different now,
Maybe it’s because I’ve really been in yours,
I don’t know what to say
Because it’s always been me on the other side,
I never let it show,
Because I didn’t want you knowing
Just how much my shoes had been through.

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From Where It Comes 

I scream at the mountains
Receiving nothing in reply,
I cry to the river
And it passes without comfort,
I shout to the stars
And they are silent to my plea,
I sit with the flowers
But their petals offer no advice,
I whisper His name
And He’s already there. 

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Take My Mind Back

Welcome To Today!

​You are further,

Further than you were yesterday,
Even further than just a few minutes ago.
But not tomorrow,
You don’t want to be that far yet.
You don’t have the grace for what it brings,
You only have the grace for now,
And ‘now’ means you’ve come a long way.
If you have a ‘now’ it means you had a ‘then’.
You survived then.
Look back,
I promise, you are much further
Than you thought,
Now keep walking.
-t.r.p.

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The Right Kind of Addict 

When did I forget

All the things you’ve done for me?

When did the numbness 

decide to kick in,

Without me even realizing?

When did I start thinking

That the drug I needed

Was just the one that made me feel,

And not the one
that actually let me live? 

-t.r.p.