rock bottom. the cold hard concrete gently caresses my left cheek. the echoes of the earth pour into my ear drum. the sharpness of it's jagged edges adorn my body. stillness, a bleak yet calming presence. the valley. the fallen. gravity undoubtedly multiplied as i cannot move. my vocal cords must have abandoned me as well as my voice is unheard. maybe the earth will understand, and possibly feel me back. feel the pain that my body and mind wholeheartedly rejects. the emotions that i have done nothing but neglect. my heart aching, in combination with my mind racing. do you feel me too? do you feel this energy within me? how do you handle an earthquake? how does it make you feel? does it hurt you? because i can feel an earthquake brewing inside of me. how do i stay grounded when I feel my foundation slipping? you handle it so well, you continue on and rotate without ever stopping. can you teach me? to do the same? »B.Don
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they don't want me they just want me to want them. that's how the cycle begins. giving unrequited love to a person that will never love you back. just to leave to fall into another person's trap. how heart shattering is that? you cannot fathom the weight that's been placed upon my heart. it's as though i'm trapped in a maze that i know i can't escape. i'm hurting deeply can’t you tell by the pain that's written on my face. i should've taken it slowly, i mistakenly took a different pace. but should’ve could’ve would’ve and I'm guessing it's too late. i’ll just eat these overwhelming mouthfuls off my dinner plate. »B.Don
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If you have somehow managed to stumble upon this blog, thank you and welcome. I have always loved to write poetry but never had a medium in which to share my work. This year I am pushing my own boundaries and what’s a better way to do that than to hold to myself accountable and take a risk that makes me uncomfortable. Displaying and publishing my works allows for anyone and everyone to see who I truly am. I’m no longer afraid to be myself and I hope that within my poetry you can find the strength for you to do the same. Wishing you the best on this journey called life, I hope you enjoy. Godspeed.
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B.Don Poetry 