Misunderstood

January 19th, 2005

You never know when it’s going to happen
But when it does you have no idea what to do
You’re falling down the steps of pain
Though you don’t even have a clue

Oh why did this happen to you
The thought keeps running through your head
Thinking this might be a dream
Yet you aren’t waking up in your bed

Your friends are the ones by your side
When you are ready to talk
But thinking they might turn on you
You’d rather take a walk

Hoping it’ll get better
Misty skies fill the air
Screaming at the top of your lungs
Wishing things would be fair

Turning on life itself will not do you any good
Everyone thinks you’re just misunderstood
Feelings as deep as hell itself
And though you’re falling you aren’t reaching for help

Same Puzzle, Different Box

August 17th, 2025

Staying in your life felt like solving a puzzle
When none of the pieces seem to fit
The shape appears to match without lining up
And I’m stubborn so it takes a lot for me to quit
The puzzle was hindering as the years passed by 
But I was determined for so long to make it work
Now the puzzle sits like a story on my shelf
Because I was the only one doing the legwork

Note: This was actually the last poem that I finished this year. I’ve started many, and I will post later next year once they’re complete. For now, I’m going to pause while I draft my yearly recap and then dig through my old poems to continue sharing things I wrote in the past. I hope you all have a great New Year!

Rest In Peace

August 15th, 2025

I don’t understand what love means
If not in sickness and in health
I spent years prioritizing you
And your needs above myself
But what is love if not the person
You can count on when you’re in distress
But you told me you were busy
And I could handle it myself
Your game was more important
Because it had just been released
As I called from blocks away
Wondering if I needed the police
And I couldn’t get past that moment
I was rear ended running an errand for you
Years later I find out that you’re gone forever
These moments neither of us can go back to