Future🌎❤️🙌

I grew up thinking
Freedom meant free,
But now I am older
And that’s not what I see.
I see people who think they know best,
Telling us all what to do
And so much more, never nothing less.
So I cover my ears,
Block conservative spears
Thrown from old, privileged folks
Too good for calm tokes.
But… I’m young so I’ll wait,
In the world the old made,
Planting trees that you killed,
Cleaning oceans you filled,
Building up women you beat down,
Taking back rights.
I’ll fight for love (the freedom to choose)
May it always win
Controlling others is the only sin.



a.l.c

***The future is… Freedom, Love, Female, Vibrant, Unconditional, Choice, Open Minded, Accepting, Green, Without Violence, Now, WHATEVER YOU WANT.


			

Under the blue roses 💙🥀🤫

Dont say those words
That pierce my heart,
That sting my eyes
With forced cowards lies.
I hear punches in the silent sounds
Of the haunted conversations,
In lost ghost towns.
And while flowers bloom,
Their roots may rot,
Way deep in the soil,
Where our hearts are caught.


a.l.c

**Where do thoughts/things go when we don’t talk about them?💭😶 Perhaps underground, with seeds we once planted?… 🌱🌹🌻🌷

Hard truth

A lie that lives
Between two sighs,
It’s not much,
Except to you
and I.
While you say
That you will try,
My mouth smiles,
As my heart cries.

I know to you,
It’s never a lie…
but we both know,
Looking eye to eye,
Only a sad secret
Between you
and I.

a.l.c

(IG- pouringtruth)

Dark days

Time passes before being noticed,
Only ordinary days come and go.
I feel sorry every sunrise
And hopeful every sundown.

Reaching for past things,
Not much matters
Now.

a.l.c

**I often find myself waking up and not doing the things I had said I would do the night before… the simple act of “not” doing things that can sometimes darken the whole day. Lucky us when we get to try again the next day.🌅🌄

IG-pouringtruth

Glass tears

Another text read with regret,
Like lazy lines of lies
Or just a knife to the ear…
I hear a sound of death,
Too close and too soon.
How dare you take another
You forgot and left behind,
I will blame anything I can
To force the hurt out of my mind.
The thought that I could be alone,
When I thought I’d be first to die…
A selfish prayer I pray so selfless,
Please give me strength
To hold the weak,
I don’t want her to see me cry.

a.l.c

King and Queen in recluse

Again, I am left breathing stiff air…
Almost alone, warm sets on the horizon,
Another day turns dark from mourning.
How easily each day slips by me,
Falling away, betrayal at best.
I weep for light that has gone dim,
A star up in the night,
The last flicker before shut eye,
My heart beats with thunders roar…
I, the one thrown in the lions den,
Find a new strength with solace.
Both of us now majestic beasts,
Hermits cast out by feared notability.
I weave us two crowns.

a.l.c

Paralysis

Stretched long by thoughts
Unable to be controlled,
I recoil in days lights,
Only hoping to be comforted
by nights shining stars.
The dark watches me struggle,
Maybe just giving tough love.
But I cry out for a friendly face
Or the softness of kind shoulders…
A silent siren, a muted warning,
Just an unheard intention
Forgotten by fear.

a.l.c

Voiceless

I worry these words will fail me,
As feeling mute becomes familiar.
I bite my tongue more than not,
Only to hold on to every thought.
How vaguely, dense words become
When left to sit turning stale,
Thought to fade out
The way night dims from day.
Stories in my throat
Speak up into my brain,
Where I shove all my secrets
And stupid shit I never say.

a.l.c

Haunted house 🏚

A pin drops in an empty room,
Spiders scatter like demons.

Another home painted bare,
Another black ghosts
Lonely, vacant stare.
A house that echoes,
But never talks…
Still, around every corner
Silent, secrets knock.
A mad house, some called it,
So it was condemned
too soon.

I had so much hope
That got lost
In that one safe room.

a.l.c

Trust

I feel defeated. I have been slaughtered in a war I was unaware was coming. I can see myself being forced wide open by something much more powerful than me. My insides spill red juices and fear pours out and kisses my skin like a razor blade. Cold wind stings my eyes saying, “Close your eyes, you’ll be okay.” I give in to the icy caress of winds hands, shut my eyes to the world…

and I fall.

a.l.c