ones past

Forgetting isn't simple
Pain left behind with scars as constant reminders
Reveal ones Past mistakes
 filled with an everlasting void
in search for space
Life moves on
With chance  replaced

fire

A fire inside me wants to ignite
Though slowing down as burning out
Has it lost its sight
In fear of doubt

Shadows

Shadows follow
Though led to no destination
Still they remain
Left to ones imagination
The pain insane

Not too late

Future made
Through past mistakes
Choices to make
By paths we take
It's never to late
To clean your slate

motion

standing still I'm falling
emotion set in motion
did you get the notion
as I watch the clock
time ticking  wrist watch
hours now passed
as if time was ours
will forever last

pain

you only ever cared about yourself

stuffed with arrogance 

while time began to melt

I wish you knew half the pain I felt

remember me forgetting you

forgiving you was never a priority on the list to do's

flatline

few words explain a world

wasted lines have no point

I express a constant climax

up and down I know not

life disguised 

portrays a flatline

happy birthday mom

I give thanks for another year
through the blood, sweat, and tears
I will always hold
you
my mother
so dear
all the precious memories we shared
I'm still that same little mommas boy
for whom you looked after and cared
I love you more than anything life could ever possibly mold
and even when growing old
always remains
the special place in my heart which you so forever hold

why

your not here
why am I here
I don't feel fear
I fight fear
shed tears
can't keep my head clear
can't forget
won't forget
it's to late for late
or is that just  me beginning to procrastinate
stuck in this time frame
behind a picture  frame
I can't  escape

madness

I give up
left to write my ending
this chapters cut short
deeper and deeper
having caught a keeper
death unveils
and releases the grim reaper

I win

Knock over a bucket tail between your legs already tucked it

Feet grounded in my shoes took flight
That's right no rights

Like a buzzer beater blows
I hope you Just come to know that I ain't lying bout nothing , see it on my face aint No Pinocchio nose

Each stroke of a pin , gives me a second wind , Still one step ahead no reason to pretend,
Just give me a second and i win without flinch

today

this weather is great
while I'm inside staring at metal grates
wishing I had free time
instead working for three dimes
days feel the same
schedule begins to fill

let go

life's a bet
so instead
I pick up a pen
turn the ink wet
and murder the alphabet

Time crunched

It's a beautiful day with lots to say
Time crunched so I will make it short for old times sake
I forgive the world for its lack of time to permit
Not allowed the chance to unravel
My days begin to fray
What happened so recently ,my brain ;
even sooner has forgotten

Hidden book

A closed book I sit on a shelf
Clothes took to fit myself
Life's  story being foreseen
I await stitched inside These four seams

Under a tac

I feed on feedback
I never feel under attack
In an open field
I remain an unread bulletin
Pinned under a tac
My story abandoned
Bits and pieces
 left remains

At ease

I feed on feedback

Even while I stand on my feet or stretch my back

I never feel under attack

In a open field i remain an unread bulletin pinned under a tac

A closed book I sit on a shelf

Clothes took  to fit  myself

Life's story  foreseen

I'm stitched inside these four seams

Reliving the  good days

Why can't I  remain in this daze

I don't regret my past

For  its time already passed

I remain at peace 

After all I'm still in one piece

Sense it

Listen to the wind

Feel the earth growing older

Forget yesterday's latest trend

The whole world sits on your shoulders 

Come to know the unknown

Remember your present future and past

And don't have a heart of stone

Make it count while this lifetime lasts

Order

I fear nothing

For nothing is to fear

Everything happens in it's obtained order

I accept that these things are not mine to steer

After all worrying won't make my life any shorter

Change

I feel a change 

This is different

There's no limit and no range

Thing are all looking up

Been down for so long I almost lost hope

My once empty but now overflowing cup

No more time wasted to sit and mope

I went out and got it

Nothing was handed to me

Inside I feel a candles been lit

This is what it feels like to be free

To the end of the earth I will go

For I am all accepting of life's foreseen flow

Blessings

I'm surrounded by life's blessings

Which way to go is like tug of war

Put together like a sundae 

Topped off with its own dressings

Something made out to be great

Suddenly feels as a chore

My future Lies in my own worn hands

Destiny is waiting for me to show

Like a drug with a million strands

Any way I go there will always be room left for me to grow

Natures truth

Shadowed  stripes of sun beam lay across my face

A Feeling of. Warmth I thought I would never see

Theirs a calmness in quiet thats taken place

 beautiful creatures fly over in their attempt to flee

Vast blue Skies portraying an open ocean

I take refuge in natures loving arms

Stress taken away by the grace of an invisible potion

I have seen truth through its own distinctive charm

Drifting as wind I will follow the seasons

And Wherever I go I will always know

The love That was shown set free my  demons

Inexplainable

As a writer you may not always know how to express something simply because it's inexpressible 

When you go through a change in your life and finally wake up

You realize everything that has happened was just a process to bring you to this point in life now and not everyone will see it but when you do you'll never experience something as big and real as that

Knowing and seeing things in a different way makes you more at peace with the things that happen in life and knowing things that simply you thought were never there you now see and carries you away in to a different life

Another breath

When you take a breath

Take like it's your last

You'll never know

Give thanks for another second 

Embrace the sunrise 

Love the homeless

Forget about yesterday

Smile because there's no reason to frown

Don't let anyone bring you down

But lift them up

Play in the rain

Get burnt in the sun 

And enjoy every season that passes

Meet new people

Make new friends 

Don't be afraid of what's out there

It's not what's out there but what's in here

Inside you 

That's your life

Make memories

And don't live in regret 

Don't forget 

But remember every thing in life is lesson

Never stop expanding 

And never forget

That Every morning you wake up 

You were granted another breath

Instead of death

Life's meaning

Seems so often I'm searching for my meaning 

In life that is

What am I here for and how do I reveal my destiny and my future

Everyone has a plan and a present and past

When someone has gone through so much how can the holes be refilled and made whole again

Scars carried like trophies physically and mentally remain a constant reminder of pain

What does one do when they have a blank canvas mind

All previous dreams dead as I feel dead my self 

How too move pass this storm is my bearing struggle

Such heavy weight I have carried and traveled with

No way to let go or lighten the load

I feel no pitty

Some choose to run and block out reality

But I still wake up everyday and see truth staring back  in the mirror

Reality isn't pretty and neither is facing it 

But we as humans can't run forever

Eventually life covers it's tracks

And sets a new trail

Temptation will follow on this new journey 

And I'll let my heart lead in this next conquest

Forever remembering the things that made me fall 

This time Will be different  

For I am not settling for second best

A Fallen Sleep

Fast to dream
yet slow to wake
my baby has fallen asleep on me

My eyes stretched wide open
while hers so peaceful now rest at ease

So I sit and I wait
For her sleep is not mine to take



By Jonathan Grant McElroy

Broken Free

trapped by plastered walls
I see straight  through
my eyes lead me right back to you

fond moments progress
feeling relieved
I have drawn a rest

when I am able to forget
such troubled stress

what my brain once had suffered with



By Jonathan Grant McElroy

Loved other

what we have is worth so much more
and is why not being their makes me so mad
 I miss my arms  wrapped so tight around you
 but ill be back soon baby so don't be sad
 these emotions I feel for you
they are just a few
 that my heart so rapidly began to spew
I long for your sweet kiss and familiar touch
 dreams of you with
memories we made
 wait for me baby if its not asking too much
 your a beautiful rose that never fades
 and ignite this vibrant fire
 so bright inside
  I can not hide
 and every time  sitting
 while blankly gazing up at the ceiling
 a smile appears across my face
because I know
I have found my one in a million

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

Memories

Memories

Memories are like leaves

they grow

fade

and eventually

slowly pass away

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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Puzzled

Puzzled

From behind closed doors to opposite ends of the world

lies to very significant pieces to a puzzle

which part has its place

stretching anywhere from north to south

east to west

the one who acquires

will soon admire

their piece of life in each others eyes

the force of life taken control

of what feels so invulnerable

but yet so weak

The ones we fall for

or soon to meet

in destinies timeline

we all

are beat

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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Luck

Luck

Finding a four leaf clover

is in relation to finding the perfect one

yes there is always three leaves and two leaves

but why settle for less

when you have chance

to help you find the best

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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Period

Period

One simple little dot that set worlds apart

from start to end

the words you choose

will soon begin the narration of your life

that has been set in your hands

its up to you and only you

the people you love and the ones you lose

starting here

and ending there

the publisher of your life is always near

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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Life within

Life Within

Stars, trees , skies, sun, moon, and Earth

all have one thing in common

all these have somewhat form of life

it has an effect

emotionally, physically, and spiritually

on someone's well being

something so calm

yet so powerful

yet the word life

or life itself

wouldn't be soon to be

if it weren’t for them

life wouldn’t be

so soon thought upon

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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Frozen Captivity

Frozen Captivity

The winds howling at early dawn

picking up where the wolves left off

white blankets of snow

have masked a swan

beginning to walk

yet soon to trot

bitter winter

has taken one prisoner

rapid thoughts collide

as a puzzle should

my footprints erased

have left no trace

ice cold skin

and feeling of solitude

my heart slows down in search of space

one more breath

so slow to take

for it was too late

as the wolves began to chew

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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Voices

Voices

A midnight walk to and from my local store

hearing voices that seem to quickly follow

while the clouds pull back on an everlasting walk

it began to pour

contemplating on night or day

i wish it were tomorrow

darkness overcomes

while street lamps illuminate

for life's worst nightmare has come alive

i have walked too far like a lined stranded bait

scared to breathe as though a thriller ride

should not i be afraid to die

what taunts these sudden fears is not for my eyes to see

hearing the moans and the cries like a long lost lullaby

my hope is all that is left

and is the key to set me free

lonesome winds turn to cold skies

which have all of a sudden left my mouth dry

my mind plays tricks in disguise to be complete

wishes turn to curses in the vast open desert

dying slowly

while my thoughts travel fast

in these past few days

seconds feel like hours

while i experience hurt

looking at myself

while my flesh was no more

i shed a tear

for every forgotten fear

distant

but still aware

i watch closely

and slowly begin to wave

for it is over

and so am i

life gone

in a blink of an eye

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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time standing still

Time

Time set in place

worlds rotating backwards

is it past, present, or future

today or yesterday

what is tomorrow

when is tomorrow

days in a week

or years in a century

new species and new worlds

or is it new at all

what is

what was

or what will be

has it always been

which life are you in

which life are we in

does time exist

do these words exist

these words have been expressed by me

before the actual expression itself

love

hate

are they not the same

one ends

where one begins

days, months, years, millenniums

all in a nutshell

its up to your conscious to see

when

how

or even if you're able to crack it

little is big

and big is little

what's not is

and has always been

an hour glass is just a depth perception

where do you stand

where does time stand

in whose hands

should we plan

to get an insight on life span

stop your clocks

time is an illusion

are you confused

why

why not

the world has consumed time

all time is

is a motion

a motion which things you fill

that seem to exist

wake up

for there

is now here

night

day

all the same

sudden drop to your knees

in hope to pray

in delusional thoughts

a mistake was made

time was never here

and this time its to late

By Jonathan Grant McElroy

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Invisible Ink

ink flowing bold through my veins
as though the niagra were alive inside
a whirlpool overflowing with letters
has kept me estranged

tossed around like a puppet
on a treacherous ride
I have gained composure and started anew
before i think or envision pain
the words are swift to spew

grasping the pen as thought to pretend
sentences starting to bend
i search deep within
only to reveal a familiar friend
just before the urge to quick to click send
i obtain my quest
yet soon to begin
I've foreseen the end

By Jonathan Grant McElroy