Thursday, July 9, 2009
Poetry Archiving Part 3
"Soon I'll Apologize" by Ethan M.
Isn’t that reality?
She’s such a cold-hearted bitch
Can I continue to ignore her and the truth she has left?
While I whine at the table you run about
And I cannot help but visualize my world without-
Stop!
That’s her again, and I must realize
Things can’t just change in a night
And perhaps I’m the one who needs to change
I need to appreciate all I have gained
While I criticize others for their vanity
I hypocritically look in the mirror and see
A life without you, without them
Without me, I’m elsewhere, in the middle
And I’m finally happy
It is twisted and wrong to want what I need
Maybe in a year I could potentially change
I’ll see you for what you are
Perhaps I’ll accept it too
In the meanwhile it is easier for me
to complain about you
They are ignorant
I am jealous
You are innocent
I know who is truly at fault
But scapegoats are far to easy to come by
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Poetry Archiving Part 2
"You Can't Always Choose" by Ethan M.
Have I ever mentioned that I bleed green
When I see you people with your perfect sheen
And all you can do is simply downplay
While I marvel and wonder what it is I’m missing
Count two, three, four, sometimes more
Glistening smiles that often speak opposite words
Put me amongst you, but not to invade
I just want to get a taste of that life for a day
Your spontaneous photos I stare at for hours
Hurt and angry that I’ll never understand
My envy comes in waves
And the demon inside, makes me cry
And I hate that you can’t love
What you so blatantly have
In a future I imagined a time
When my children wouldn’t have to hide
They’d have what I’ve wanted
And resent me all the same
But they won’t feel the pain that I’ve felt for so many days
They’ll appreciate it all, because when you’re old, the truth becomes clear
To have someone keeps everything real
So get over your coordinated little fights
And know who will stay with you
During the darkest of nights
My jealousy may be a sin
But your ignorance is worse
I’ll love you the same though
Just like them
When the time is right
Because for better or worse
You’re better together
And I’m just on the outside looking in
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Poetry Archiving
"The Way Water Flows" by Ethan M.
Have you ever stood and wondered about the way water flows;
from the clouds, back to the ground,
through the
But did you look as the water
flowed off your body onto your shower’s floor?
And as it flowed it had no control
of where it was to go. But you
shouldn’t be jealous because even without control
water still flows where you want it to go;
to the bottom of the sea to hide in darkness
or into the sky to bask in the heavens.
When I pound on your locked bathroom door
And can only here the drugs talk back, I know
you’re like the water conforming to a
different container, and as your mind explodes
I begin to loath you and who you believe
you have become.
I wish you could see that the water flows where only it can go;
deep in the ocean or within the clouds.
And you aren’t like the water.
You have control.
You know where you want to flow;
down the drain to a home, different than your own.
As you lay on your shower’s floor.
Water running off your body.
I’d like you to know,
I don’t want you to go,
where only the water can flow.