Dio Writes

Writing

I sit in maudlin silence

Doomed, if only in my mind

The weight of it all

Demanding my surrender

But, when I put my headphones on

The music brings me back to self

Me, grinning defiance as I sway

Remembering why I still fight

Resolve, pulsing with the beat

Bassline reverberating in my soul

Vocals, reminding me to love

And as the beat drops

My better self is restored.

#poetry #music #writing

I… don’t really know where this came from, I just… know it came from me. As meta as it might be, as strange as it seems, this… helped. I feel less out of alignment. I feel more ‘right’ after writing this, like I’ve regained a small piece of something vital. So… yeah.

#writing #fiction #metafiction

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Am I a pale imitation

An echo of a dream

Or is this chrysalis

My true self waiting to break free?

#writing #poetry

“We like you for you” they say

Me, knowing they're wrong, but

Giving it one more chance

(Just one, I pretend)

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What is friendship, I wonder

But momentary happiness bought with grief

If I were adrift among the stars

Lost to time and relativity

Would the tenor of my loneliness

Be tempered by wonder

Or would I grieve for what I could never have?

#poetry #writing

You think I’m so calm but I’m screaming

I sometimes hear rockets while dreaming

You think that I don’t care, that I don’t know how to feel

But I promise you, stranger, my emotions are real.

#poetry #ptsd #angst #writing

Pandemic, they said This world, interrupted Mere weeks after we met Lockdown, across the globe

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Thank you For making me remember That who I am isn’t defined By the slivers of time I sell you

But also

A gentle reminder That you, my most stupid adversary Will someday reap the poisoned crop Of the lies and hate you sow.

#poetry #fury #writing #bigot #discrimination

In 2nd in extraplanar space The tieflings they did dwell With visage mostly human Links to abyss or the hells

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Taking expired food out of work break room fridges

Knowing the taste of baking soda and shame

Only a few days to payday but oh I'm so hungry

If they knew would they like me the same?

#poetry #lifexperience #poor #writing