Sleep well my love,
It’s been far too long.
You toil over the war
In your mind.
All I can do is
And that breaks
I see you suffering,
Let me hold you.
You sleep so gently,
Free from the stress.
Free from insomnia,
At least for tonight.
For when the seas get choppy,
it’s best you not have a jalopy.
You need a ship that’s not gonna tip,
a ship shape ship that can weather the trip.
So you don’t float ashore,
with the mighty albacore,
all because you bought a jalopy.
Lost sight due to worries
that are really not that
Debts only seem like
being owned by another
if you let them.
Money doesn’t bring
joy or fulfillment,
it breeds sorrow.
As long as there is negative,
there must have been and still
exists, a positive.
The bright side is just
a matter of changing
take that and do this and stuff to things.
Hatred for things past that shouldn’t have consequence
Bullies, rotten people, guarded under the
guise of “He’s got a bad home life”, or some stupid excuse.
I guess that means I have to suffer for his bad home life…
Excuses for the bullies, they always excuse the bad and belittle the innocent.
They can call you skinny, at least you’re not fat.
As if it’s ok to be harassed because of your slightness, your nothingness.
The spite in that valentine: “Happy Valentine’s Day, I hate you”.
You didn’t have to give me a valentine, we’ll, you did because
the whole class had to.
“Why do you smile so much?”, is it a problem to smile?
Was it wrong of myself to enjoy a smile to brighten up my
otherwise terrible day?
Go ahead, put that knife to me because I won’t do the dishes,
I did the rest of the assignment.
For years, I wanted to burn your house down but didn’t because,
I’m not an arsonist, I’m not a violent person, but I hated you.
Still nurturing these thoughts, still giving them a home
of thinking about words and actions that
happened and I can’t get rid of them
can’t dissolve the memory of them.
Magnum Opus, Latin for “great work”
Hatreds great work, no longer so great.
No longer as extravagant.
I’ll leave it in that rubbish over there.
Here is the much awaited second part of the poem. Now you can finally figure out what I was saying in the last post (Words and Letters Part I). When you’ve figured it out, let me know!
lit e rds, eak e ning.
lit e ters, eak ything.
ter e rds, ter e ning.
ter e ters, eak ition.
d rds, ghten e der.
d ters, nfuse e der.
tract rds, lify e ning.
tract ters, se erest.
Who wants to work on a puzzle?
I’ve split this poem up into 2 pieces. You will have to piece them together to get the original poem. When you have both parts, either message me the full poem or leave a comment. Any questions are acceptable. Here is your first piece!
Sp th wo , br th mea .
Sp th let , br ever .
Al th wo , al th mea .
Al th let , br defin .
Ad wo , enli th rea .
Ad let , co th rea .
Sub wo , simp th mea .
Sub let , lo int .
Remember, you’ll have to wait until the next part is released to see the full poem. Expect that to be released sometime next week…
No, that way!
Oh, that way.
Yes, that way!
What are we talking about?