The unwanted goodbyes
only leave emptiness.
Plans are left half-full and
new days half-empty as life
forces us into a half-assed
form of acceptance.
The unfulfilled farewells filling
nothing but our sorrow.
Author: Ash Ochoa Poetry
You'll figure it out.
Twice
I don't want to write pretty words.
I don't want to write words that are read once and left to sit politely on a shelf.
I don't want to write about the sky and the birds and the flowers that are just too pristine and perfect to be plucked.
I want to release the madness from my head.
I want my pain, my fears, and my ugliness to exist as words so beautiful that they earn their right to be read twice.
Lies
I selfishly kept secrets shrouded
by blatant and bold-faced lies.
Lies that I hid well,
without any error or exposure.
Yet, I was not shameless.
So out they eventually spilled
and from within I finally sighed.
Dreams
Your presence pierces itself
into my peaceful rest,
lulling me into lucid dreams
that fill me with longing.
Dreams that leave me
aching to fall back asleep
the second I wake up.
Alive
My birth certificate has an error.
My life truly started nearly thirty years after the date that was printed on that paper.
It took almost three full decades to finally feel alive and all I had to do was accept myself.
All I had to do was stop lying.
Still
He knows everything
and he still loves me.
He knows everything
and he is still here.
Couple
Money
Statistics
I'm a statistic, but aren't we all?
We all exist as a number,
a simple digit paying dues
to whatever damage
has been done to us.
That is the sadness of our reality.
We are all just data points and
percentages in a passive population.
Learning
Learning is the movement of ideas.
It's constant,
forever changing and expanding
into areas that we didn't know existed.
Areas that morph all that we believe
and all that we perceive
into concepts that will never
be able to remain stagnant.
AO Poetry 
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