Mitigative Speech

Mitigative Speech: a less severe, serious, or painful expression of thoughts and feelings by articulate sounds

Monday, February 15, 2016

Post-deciding. iii

How can I go so far up
But fall back down?

Never landing
Always misunderstanding 
Shapeless circles
jumping over hurdles 

How could I be facing the sky
But continue to lie?

Need a little push 
not off a ledge 
I'll smoke a little kush 
Never took that pledge 

How could I always try and reach
But be so ridiculously weak?

In need of clarity
But please no charity 
Post up some flyers 
I got the fire 

I'm gonna tell you right now
I'm not crazy
Just a little hazy
Why can't you just say 'wow'?

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Just you

When we first met
It was a moment I'd soon forget
You were passive
And confident
It was nice
Looking at you

Then we met again 
Talked for hours on end
Mostly about music 
But it was nice again
I didn't understand you 

Summer came
A moment of change
I fell hard
Our bodies collided
It was a moment
Predecided 

You were my friend's friend
I felt like I needed you
But I was leaving
And I couldn't please you 

You cared for so long
Or maybe wanted loneliness to be gone
I was so far away
But you were still there

Now, my walls collapse 
Setting free thoughts
And emotions 
But I'm still far away
So far away

I can wait to hold you
Can wait to kiss you
Or maybe I cant wait
Anticipate 

The heaviness of opportunities
Waiting for something
The heaviness of cost
Wanting something 
Unreachable
Dream state

It's so heavy
Why must it be so heavy?
I just want to be good
To you
For you
Everything

I think I'm just struck
Electricity through me
When I'm near you 
Or feel you
Hear you
The realness overwhelms me

I just want to be good 
to you
For you
Everything 


Why won't you let me?

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Post-deciding. ii

Something has changed
I can feel it 
my bones,
My thoughts 

Have I been naive?
Is it really time? 

Something has changed
I can see it
Eyes glazed,
Body torn

Where have you been hiding?
Must I let it find me?

This feeling...
This is what makes us real.

The panic.
The scare.
The excitement.
The love.
The change.

I'm ready.

Not everyone, though,
Not this time.
Especially not you.

Just me.