All is Gone - Adrian Gabardo I guess it's true, everything does turn to rust, time is such a careless bitch, dropping you to the ground on every opportunity. Everything I've been, has now vanished, the once sweet kid, is just a bag of sorrow and apathy. My will has carried on, like the grains of sand, carried by the wind, far from my reach. My wish to live has disappeared, I feel like I'm just passing by, like the man wit...
Smile and breathe easy Giggle and laugh softly Hug and pat gently Speak and agree politely Fake and pretend believably Act and behave perfectly Sob and cry privately Hurt and break secretly Crack and crumble silently Fall and fail inwardly Deny and joke lightly Lie and convince consistently Distance and detach safely Guard and protect fiercely Sleep and die nightly Live and be lonely
Every Writer Needs His Muse - Adrian Gabardo It's the little things she does, the way she smiles, the way she looks at you, the emotions your heart feels every time you get a glimpse of her shiny dark hair. That warm feeling that runs through yours veins, every moment you think of her, that turn your humble words, into the majestic masterpiece they together form. Every writer needs his muse, that is true. Every writer nee...
Rusting - Adrian Gabardo It's been so long now, I wonder how things are, after I left you, after all I made you go through. You held me in your arms, you took me in, made sure no harm came to me, but I just had to be free. We are like black and white, always in contrast, always on opposite sides, you're all and I'm nothing. I try to follow your footsteps, but every time I get lost, losing my very own direction, going to t...
Schism - Adrian Gabardo I typed a few words today, it was all just a mumble, just sentences of non-sense and no significance. The only way for my brain to work, is for me to hit rock bottom I guess, or else it will be just a bunch of stressful attempts at nothing, at writing something face and soulless. Pain and suffering help my own self remain, the sadness restrains my soul to this body, it keeps my mind looking for an...
Sleepy, I wake up.6 AM, my clock tells me.But I don't need it to say the time anymore,I know it already,as everyday, it's the same thing.It's the same old song,every day.It's the same old poem,being told, again and again.It's the same words coming from my mouth,until my tongue is dry,until there is no more sound.Every day,I ask myself, why?Is this even living?Or am I just alive?Surfing on the waves of shit being thrown at...
The horizon always looks much brighter,that is where the rainbows belong,not here near me,where all the lights are dim.It's on the horizon that you belong too,you're a bright spot so far away,that even though I want to be with you,there are many mountains blocking my way.Your presence with me,always seems like a dream,that I will never achieve,but maybe with time,you will finally appear, just like a gift.For now my love,I...
I need to be freeSo this meLetting goThough you'll never knowMy soul burns for you A brilliant crimson hew In this life Full of strifeThat love is light Burning ever so brightEven though I am letting go
The tears flow,I wish I could sleep, to drift down into unfeeling nothingness To cut myself off from this hollow emptiness But the tears flow and my thoughts SwirlPlaying out every twisted scenario of How I fucked it upHow I could have done it differently Of how much of a goddamn idiot I amStunted in emotions Stunted in heart Dead in the head Unable to express what it is that you truly meanTo meUnable to admit, for fear o...
Is it a destined fate? Or some yet unknown trait? I can’t find the answer What can turn love to hate? When the once warmth turns cold And the sadness takes hold You’re left with only you You will learn truths untold If you had more to give, just maybe you could live But when there’s nothing left, you become a captive You try to hold the light, with your wavering might But the darkness you fear, turns your day into night S...
What will be my fate?Speak! Whoever you might be.So desperately I yearned to fly,But apart my wings you tore.Why do you desire my flesh and blood?Why now must I live?Truly it is better up there…To swim across sky… Answer! Whoever you might be.Tiredness takes rule,To sleepiness my body yields.So many things I had time for,So many things I could have done,But apart my wings you tore.A thousand fires blaze inside my head.A h...
As the year turns over and some things are put to rest, I made a list just for you. You always did love the things thatwere just ours to hold,beautiful vignettes that lit your eyes, dark scenes that clipped your heart. I'd list last new year's eve, your finger hushing my lip before saying what can't ever be taken back. "Let's keep this simple and just enjoy this lovely arrangement."I never remained simple in your warm pro...
The lighthouseThrough the qualm of my sailor’s journey, not one to be found, but rather subjected to the blue presence of an endless horizon. My deck meanders and forks as the high tide sweeps the journeyman into ambiguity. One can find solace in the heart of death, for the sea is mesmerizing and tremendous.A journey beyond scope, beyond end. A sailor must navigate, without a sense of home but rather a sense of hope. The...
I looked at you, with eyes feigning dis-fascination yet frankly, disputing the desire of tugging you and embrace you with amorous caress—thy lips touching mine, as we unravel the unspoken and unnamed force that magnetizes the two of us like a hollow gradually sipping—gravity lavishly pulling every foreign matter towards its crux.Hitherto, the mist of your dark, russet orbs bore into my soul that held no recognition adaman...
An older woman Reading on the light rail, In her purse, a bottle of water With these words on the label, "Source of an Epic Life." I shift my gaze back out the window, And face reality.
