Guilt

Like stabbing someone who had their whole life planned,

like ignoring someone who needed a hand.

Like judging someone who’s scared to be themselves,

like forgetting someone and putting them on the dusty top shelf.

Like discouraging someone who never felt like they belong,

like stealing someone’s story and singing their song.

Like caring for someone and then telling them goodbye,

like hurting someone who’s afraid to cry.

Like breaking someone who’s afraid to crumble,

like tripping someone who’s afraid to stumble.

Like deceiving someone who’s very innocent,

Shaking their belief and giving their heart a tiny dent.

Guilt tears you apart into tiny shreds,

shaking fingers and bowed heads.

Uncertainty is Bliss

No future,

no plans,

for all I know,

I could be making tin cans.

No it is not scary,

not knowing is not dreary.

It is bliss of a different kind,

uncertainty doesn’t make you lose your mind.

The options are never ending,

and the freedom is intoxicating.

No expectations no let downs,

no tears no frowns.

I’ll go where life takes me,

and catch whatever it throws,

we’ll see where I end up,

after the to and froes.

Sleepless stars

Some nights I cant sleep,

I don’t know why.

Wide eyed and troubled,

I stare up at the moonlit sky.

I can’t make shapes out of stars,

can’t form constellations.

I can’t believe without a single doubt,

can’t fall without any hesitation.

Being awake at the crack of dawn,

gives you the most amazing feeling,

it’s like all the good ideas haven’t been taken yet,

and new discoveries are all yours for the making.

Some nights I can’t sleep,

I don’t know why,

I guess its so I can feel these feelings,

that  would ordinarily pass me by.