Poem

It Takes A Believer…..MSR

Swirling around, somewhere it rests

Only to be awaken

Inconsistent messages start their quests

Only the impact remains

Friends that promised forever

In good times and in bad

Calling only whenever

Forgetting as usual

The family that wandered off into the abyss

Just secretly hid is all

It’s not them but their promises you miss

It’s the ones they actually kept

Memories they can anchor or sink us

That’s why there are life preservers

Blood that’s common

An actual connection that’s not

Words are not what we build upon

But actions are

Struggles teach us

Books don’t prepare our hearts

Words followed by fusses

Sink the deepest

Chances to take

If only you’re willing

Come to each daybreak

Ourselves to lead into

The first won’t ensure the beginning

But the end will signal you

At the end or leading

It takes a believer to start

Poem

It’s Where I Sit..MSR

Solitude yet involved
Feel like I have been robbed
Calm yet very much in an uproar
Still, yet my heart still starts to soar
Repetitive tidbits in my mind
But never really peace do I find
Fragments of previous conversations
Leaves me feelings from observations
Time, it is always fleeting
Sores will always keep bleeding.
Maybe you can’t understand
Maybe it is just me that plays in that band.
Head starts to feel like it wants to split
IT’S WHERE I SIT.

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