Bull Durham Credo

August 27th, 2009

I believe in the overuse and the bad intentions of the word love,
The emotions hidden in conversations,
The strong bond between best friends,
The unspoken but understood truth,
The simple smile from a good morning text,
The colors of the rainbow:
Angry, cheerful, happy, jealous, depressed, love,
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.

But I don’t find myself believing in religion; because I can never believe in something I could never fully understand.

I believe in losing myself in my writing,
I believe in soda in the morning,
I believe in passion,
I believe in never fully growing up,
Night lights, piggy banks, teddy bears,
Sailor Moon, Hello Kitty, Hannah Montana.

Most of all, I believe in memories; because after awhile they’re the only thing that doesn’t change.

Note: This was a structured poem that I had to write for my Creative Writing class. A Bull Durham Credo is a list of the things you believe, followed by something you don’t, and structured into the form of a poem.

Desistance

September 30th, 2019

The words that I said
Dropped to the floor
Vanished quicker than I could say them
Never to be spoken anymore
Swept under the rug
Synonymous with dirt
These memories I hold
Are not supposed to hurt
The past haunts my mind
Searching for the instance
Where you became a story
But in yours I was nonexistent
You’ve erased me from your pages
Without an explanation
And all I asked from you
Was for an honest conversation

Lucid

August 26th, 2019

It was a dream
But I was awake
Alone with these memories
I couldn’t fake
I looked at you
And in your eyes
I never thought
You’d tell me lies
I wore my innocence
My heart on my sleeve
You wore deception
And I wanted to believe
That I felt safe
Away from danger
I thought I knew you
But you were a stranger
You lit me up
And I felt the fire
Then I got burned
By the greed of desire
And in that night
You made your bed
Laid yourself down
And rested your head
I tried the same
But I couldn’t sleep
My devastation played
Again on repeat
I never knew you
Now I must grieve
A loss that only
I perceived