Suns could set and suns could rise
I would not flinch or blink an eye
Noon was content and lasted for months
Solitude found comfort
Distracted from thought
Noon has passed
Dusk nears
A morgue of human emotion
resurrected
I close my eyes now in anticipation
Waiting
for sunset
What will be when they open?
Happiness, joy, relief?
Despair, sorrow, guilt?
Ashamed for seeking joy in tragedy!
Selfish for making that joy my own!
Desire to have joy
or desire to find comfort in solitude
Once more
-Shawn Partin
Trudging along,
Head spinning around,
One young soul shackled, chained, and bound.
Confined for so long,
By unyielding chains,
Ever ending solitude holding it by it's reigns.
One has but to wish,
One has but to dream,
But coming true? Likely, it does not seem.
A treasure so rare,
Only one comprised,
Gazing back at me with two beautiful brown eyes.
Shackles released.
Chains unbound.
This soul confined no more to the ground.
When a soul finds it mate,
It is simply set free.
You are my Soul Mate. I love you Lindsey!
--Love Shawn
Gone and lost
Lost and gone
I cannot find you
All is wrong
Down is up
Weak is strong
I cannot find you
Lost and gone
But have I looked?
Have I really tried?
Neglecting books
And telling lies
Excuses made
Inspiration died
Have I looked?
Have I really tried?
Dates been set
Plans been made
No need to fret
Just sit and wait
Ideas none
Gone a day
Plans been met
Nothing made
I call upon you
Time and time
But do I listen,
To make it mine?
I think I do
Am I lying?
I call upon you
Make it mine!
Something done
One thing's some
Some's a little
Make a riddle
Something's rhyme
But not all
Something's done
One thi
Feeling poetic
But nothing to write
Words that I saw
Torn from my site
Try as I will
Try as I might
Simply
No inspiration tonight
I want nothing more
Than but to write
Something of rhythm
Of beautiful sight
Try as I will
Try as I might
Simply
No inspiration tonight
I know I'm defeated
But I continue the fight
I swing in the dark
Not guided by light
Bubbling emotion
I know it's not right
I know I'm defeated
I've lost the fight
Laying in pieces
Bitter in spite
No inspiration
Nothing to write
-Shawn Partin
Like a puzzle
To portray meaning
Cloaked
Enveloped by metaphor
Hidden by simile
Driven by expression
Desire to communicate through riddle
Desire for those riddles to be solved
Silent hope of impossibility
Screaming desire to be understood
-Shawn Partin
I sit and wait
Heart still
Calm
Embrace in the joy of self mutilation
Masochism
Forced into submission
Sweating in the cold
Heart still
Calm
I break out into silent song
As blood runs down my body
like hot rain hitting my flesh
turning to ice as it runs away
Muscles tense
Heart still
Calm
A brutal test of self discipline
Through self-inflicted art
A beautiful scar facilitating memory
Muscles relax
Heart still
Calm
-Shawn Partin
Futile attempts toward happiness
Temporary solutions to solitude
Can true happiness be found?
One young soul shackled, chained, and bound.
Once more
Summer's days and Summer's nights
I often times do wish
That I could simply return
To Summer's sweet kiss
I waited in anticipation for sunset
Sun set and rose again
Hesitation did me in
I lay here now and reminisce
I cherish every kiss
I lay here now and reminisce
I cherish the ones I miss
Mangled, broken, shattered
Mended by love
Torn, beaten, battered
Mended again
All I feel now is my own pain
Look deep
Into my heart
Three scars can be seen
Three times torn apart
Memo