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scottneelan · 25 days
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Slip Away
Just a little word before you walk away again and leave me here with only the walls to talk to as I bleed myself dry onto these metaphorical pages like shouting into a vacuum no one’s really listening reaching out so desperately for acknowledgement and connection but the lines are down no one’s at the other end to give a damn everyone has a life to lead and maybe if we led them a…
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scottneelan · 1 month
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All This Rocky Ground
I think I failed us both that day I couldn’t give you what you asked and sent us down the seperate roads we’ve traveled ever since All this rocky ground we’ve covered I could’ve helped us both avoid or at the very least provided a little bit of guidance had I had the foresight of the consequences of my choices It’s far too late to turn back now no rewinding to that moment but if I…
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scottneelan · 1 month
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Words
Why do the words “I’m wrong” and “I’m sorry” weigh so heavy o n the tongues of so many? As if the mere admittance of failure might tear a person’s soul asunder or leave them empty with nothing to hold onto Speaking from experience we are human and we err probably far more often than even the most humble would feel comfortable admitting Remember the old sayings about erring and…
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scottneelan · 2 months
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Cast Aside
Let’s cast aside all pretense here I’m first in line to admit fault and this one is a doozy of the highest order and import I lose myself to imagination phantom possibilities I chase with such veracity all to crash and burn again throw myself into the fire attempting to smother flames we surely could just walk around self-sacrifice so far beyond any explanation either reasonable or…
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scottneelan · 3 months
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The Known and The Familiar
All that I wish to say and do and be, that sense of accomplishment and proper pride in what I give and represent, all that I reach for and strive to live up to lies out there somewhere waiting, but instead I sit here looking for the answers in places I’ve long since emptied out and meant to move on, grow, and learn from. Stuck in someplace soft and warm and easy, free from the conflict…
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scottneelan · 5 months
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The Vision Cleared
Sometimes I wonder what it is I saw in those forgotten days. What beauty was that caught my eye, bewitched as I must have been. The beauty fades in the reflection, the image seems so different now. No longer in the heart of such illusion that once captivated. Oh, to be able to glance upon what passed before me as it was when wrapped so tight in shades of what awaited me, that which…
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scottneelan · 5 months
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The Void We Stumbled Into
Anyone else remember when everything felt like it mattered? It all was so important, so urgent, so full of meaning and emotion Each day, each moment was something worth experiencing, all roads leading to something bright and beautiful. What happened, then? When did the clouds roll in forever? Why did it all just fade away? Where do these twists and turns carry us if not into the bright…
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scottneelan · 5 months
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Creeping Up
I’ve almost fogotten what it feels like to care all the effort and energy it takes to accomplish nothing but shattered dreams and broken hearts that deflating sense of abject failure creeping up on you even when the signs are such to see it coming from miles away s tripping you of everything you put into something new and leaving you for dead right where you started to claw your way out…
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scottneelan · 6 months
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So Far Further
I fall at a moment’s notice and when I fall, I fall forever. Never does any day pass that I’m not at risk of captivity to some stray memory. Reminders of the places and flashes of the faces that meant something sometime, somewhere, drift in and out of my awareness. I sit in awe (and some slight fear) of just how deep the ties can be through all this time and distance, no matter what…
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scottneelan · 7 months
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The Paths Our Lives Would Lead
Looking back on simpler moments, people and places once held highly that matter so little now Changes and choices amid the chaos bear no nostalgic filters just memories of times before believed to be so difficult yet easier than those we’d find further down the paths our lives would lead Now we reflect not in reverence or deference to what came previous but in awe and mourning of the…
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scottneelan · 8 months
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Turn
It’s funny how things change, how what used to mean the world slips away with time and distance perhaps to be forgotten or to live on as no more than memory, a piece of the puzzle of your experience what made you what you are in this moment and beyond. Though those days and people leave their marks, the scars and souvenirs of life long lived, there’s always something else to be found…
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scottneelan · 8 months
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Know Naught of What You See
How much did you lose or let go of to find that which you clutch so tightly? You’ve changed those colors so often, how can you know what’s real? What little left inside of you, is that all you truly are? The convictions so casually cast away must never have had much meaning to be forsaken in your endless search for the answers and the truth How easy it seems to be to strip away so much…
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scottneelan · 8 months
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The Truth Laid Bare
All the signs were there for me to read if I only could’ve cleared my head of all the fantastic visions and dreams that took hold never to let go I should’ve known the moment that I opened up too far and let too much of me spill forth that she could never hold onto so much of the truth of who I am and how I felt It asked too much of her to even pretend to care a fraction of the same…
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scottneelan · 9 months
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The Path That Lies Ahead
I drempt of you last night and what might happen if entirely through happenstance we were to meet up once again in some random corner of this ever expanding world Would we recognize each other, the people we’ve turned out to be? With all those scars and memories between us now and who we were when we were young and insincere who knows where the road might lead? But with the miles and…
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scottneelan · 9 months
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Your Sins Reflected
Staring at the fun house mirror seeing your sins reflected and distorted in the glass Watching this parade of errors like gazing in the looking glass, viewing a potential future a glimpse into the darkest time line The worst parts of you on grand display for all the world to witness at least a little solace drawn to see it from someone else instead But knowing that could have been…
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scottneelan · 9 months
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The Truth You Hide Behind
So long spent on your escape So much time and effort into growth and understanding and for what? It’s so easy to throw it all away, turn right back around and walk into the void you tried so hard to turn your back on So much given all for nothing So much of you to cast aside only to pick up the pieces you removed so long ago and use them to fill the gaps Becoming someone worthy just…
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scottneelan · 10 months
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The Thing About Consequences
The thing about consequences they tend to sneak up on you no matter the situation or the circumstance. They find you in the strangest places and care little for excuses, choosing to come back and bite when their hunger grows too strong. That Newton’s law about reactions applies to more than earthly forces. There’s always something waiting for you to come back in return.
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