datumbleweed

Narrative, Reflective Creations is how I describe my writing. Not necessarily poetry. Free Verse

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  • datumbleweed 17h

    Skittles…

    Love can be bittersweet.
    Hold onto those sweet times!
    They will endure you through those bitter times.

    1-19-22
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 2w

    Just love

    Love…

    This is all we really want to do.
    This is all that is required of us.
    Why is it the easiest yet, hardest thing to do?!

    1-7-22
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 2w

    What’s this about…

    When you leave the house I feel alone, sad, and sorta depressed. Don’t wanna do anything.

    When I leave the house you feel excited, free, and are ready to dance. Wanna do everything.

    1-7-22
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 2w

    Comprehensibility

    Manipulation or sincerity

    Do you know when and where to say the things you do? Because you sure know exactly how to say them.

    Manipulation or sincerity

    Words feel like sincerity but actions feel like manipulation. Am I being too accommodating? In the moment they feel warm and caring. But then in a second, actions take place and in comes the anxiety.

    Manipulation or sincerity

    Leaves me questioning. Questioning you and myself. Did you do it? Or did I? Was it real or am I delusional, yet again!?

    Manipulation or sincerity

    When will it stop? When will I learn? Will I ever trust? So many questions continue to swirl, simply confusing me.

    Manipulation or sincerity

    I just want to understand, feel that its all real. Not a pattern to get things you want. Feel cared for, not used, or second guessing either of our actions.

    Manipulation or sincerity

    Do you know when and where to say the things you do? Because you sure know exactly how to say them.

    Manipulation or sincerity

    I have too much adoration, for this manipulation Leaves me in solidarity, instead of feeling sincerity. Please just stop this absurdity before there is a massive calamity!

    1-7-22
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 2w

    Hurt

    Just hurt…

    Feelings sux!!!
    Feeling sux sometimes!


    Especially when that person doesn’t even have a clue!!!

    1-5-22
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 2w

    Control… no! Caring

    Did you make it?
    Do you need anything?
    Are you home safe?
    Can I do anything for you?
    Text me when your there please.
    How are you feeling?
    Have an awesome day!
    I love you!❤️

    You say tomato I say tomatoe!

    1-1-22
    @datumblewwed

  • datumbleweed 3w

    This cycle

    There’s a difference between being alone and feeling lonely. These 2 are not the same for me. I’m rarely alone. Feeling lonely is sometimes suffocating. Which causes my communicating to halt. Complicating my relationships, pushing those I love away. I react, instead of reflect in the beginning. Depression sets in, then I pray and reflect. Dig myself out. Sometimes it may take a day, but dig myself out… I always do. To embrace yet, another day.

    12-28-21
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 7w

    Downward spiral

    As I swirl…
    round and round
    In destructive thought after destructive thought.

    I am a victim to my own self-thoughts. Holding myself captive.

    Stuck in toxic thought patterns from my enemy.
    Is it him, or is it me?

    The battle inside my head. Causes me to self distrust. As I push others away.

    Always asking why, to all this self doubt. The years have taken its toll.
    Making me doubt.

    Why can’t I be free and just always love me?

    11-30-21
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 7w

    Just be real

    If you won’t love me publicly…
    I don’t want you to love me privately.

    Your love doesn’t need to boast…
    But it shouldn’t make me feel like your ashamed of me

    Your friends or mine, family, or foes…
    My love continues to grow.
    Open and honestly!

    11-29-21
    @datumbleweed

  • datumbleweed 7w

    It feels good until it don’t.

    It feels good … until it don’t.
    Warm and inviting…
    it gets comfortable.
    Then comes the gut punch.
    All the air sucked out of my lungs.
    Deflated distraught disillusioned

    It feels good … until it don’t.

    Give give give.
    Take take take.
    Little in return.
    But I grasp that little.
    Breathe it in!
    Cling to it for dear life!

    The cycle repeats I find myself on the outside again. Wondering if I will ever be let in. Truly am I? On the inside? Yes you say, but to feel it… not completely. Sometimes not even a little.

    11-29-21
    @datumbleweed