The deep dark of space
Has nothing on the light
Yet it has consumed me,
Caused me to be lost and blind.
I can't find salvation
Prefer my devastation
And yet I find a way,
A way to beat it all.
It's when I'm here,
When I go out with friends.
I make my own decisions,
Decide my own fate
And let naught stop my path.
Tending to my own rose garden
My life is my own design
I know nothing but
In nothing I can create everything.
To become a writer,
To become an artist,
To be proud of myself,
To believe I can prevail.
To be or not be
Tis the question.
I shall and will be
Is the answer.
266.47
My exact weight
Far less than that of crippling critique
By the ones who love you.
285.60
My weight a year and a half ago
When depression hit an all time high.
62
The amount of times I've wanted to quit
Because the work nearly broke something.
0
The number of times I ever quit
Through all that I endured
9.13
Weight lost in all that time
Weight doesn't lower 'cause of muscle.
6
The times you ever gave
A heartfelt compliment
Uncountable
All the insults
You ever gave me
4
Your amount of children
Two daughters, two sons
3
How many slots
You give of attention
2
The number of children
You have neglected
1
The
A single moment is poetry by AlfredoLover, literature
Literature
A single moment is poetry
It ain't nothing like clockwork
Where Ideas are conceived
At predetermined rates
It's fate
A combination
of random occasions
Electrical pulses kissing synapses
Exciting the senses
Mental Orgasms
followed by graphite
validating it had happened
That it existed
That we've gained something,
something beautiful
Be it whatever it may be
The words that came to express it
Will burn into the brains who read it
So that they too,
Can share this moment
Were nothing else mattered