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Posted: June 9, 2015 by brandonwood499 in 2015, BrandonW

The remains of a dandelion

lay motionless between the blades of grass.

The stem lay not far behind.

These ageless blossoms

rest on the earth

wondering,

“where did we go wrong?”

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Thank You

Posted: June 9, 2015 by brandonwood499 in 2015, BrandonW

Your spirit soars through the wind

and nestles itself

onto my back.

You stick with me –

your soft touch of serenity

grasping me for a sense of acceptance.

I wait for you to change me

because I know

your guidance is the wisdom

that keeps me afloat.

Thank you

for keeping me safe.

Separate

Posted: June 9, 2015 by brandonwood499 in 2015, BrandonW

We are glued at the join,

a temporary fix to a permanent problem.

A substance that eats away at us

until our bare touch sends us both

tumbling down again.

We are separate,

but our paths are the same.

We are rusted,

but we are not yet decayed.

There is still hope

to find love again.

My Looking Glass

Posted: June 9, 2015 by brandonwood499 in 2015, BrandonW

In the wake of desperate events,
we learn to look at things with a different eye.
Roses become stone
and the bundles of flowers
become a chore to carry.
Light becomes a bother
and darkness takes over as sufficient.
Grass becomes sharp and a pain to walk on.
All my thoughts, all the moments that can’t be kept in
spill out to pollute the river.
Our minds see more than our eyes do.
My mind is the looking glass
in which I’ve learned to use.
I see more now
than I ever have before.

Anxiety

Posted: March 16, 2015 by brandonwood499 in BrandonW

Candy and sweets and sugar and cookies and cakes and pastries and everything is so beautiful and perfect and–

BAM.
A spiral-
no, not a pastry swirl-
A downwards spiral into the darkness
of my mind and body.
I cry.
And I wipe my tears.
What’s wrong? Get it together!
Oh, nothing.
Everything is fine.

Candy and sweets and sugar and cookies and cakes and pastries and everything is so beautiful and perfect and–

here it goes again.

I Am What I Am

Posted: March 16, 2015 by brandonwood499 in BrandonW

I am what I am

I am a cold heart

an iceberg in the Atlantic Ocean

only to be heated by the people and things around me

I hope I don’t melt

I am pollen in the wind

usually unnoticed

but still somehow a bother

I am a honeybee

my sting leaves a mark forever

I am drywall

smooth on the surface

but easy to break down

No matter what you think

No matter what you do

I am what I am

I always will be

Wonderland

Posted: March 16, 2015 by brandonwood499 in BrandonW

If the snow was ash,
I would be covered in the remains
of someone cold
and if the trees were bones,
I would be protected
by something old

If nature was wonderland,
then I would lay in the snow
Wondering,
“if we’re all mad here,
then who will save us from it all?”