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the room is comfy
the bed is comfy

you're trying to decide what to do
staring at the walls any longer
just doesn't seem right

stare
think
stare

water your plant
try to think of ideas
to somehow save yourself
Sometimes books make me unhappy
because there are probably too many of them
to read before I die.
 May 2014 Amour de Monet
Curtis
Losing faith in reality
When a dream is what you see
I see her
I see her with me
But i know
It will never be
I see anyone really
Just someone
To share my company
And help me feel free

Time to snap back reality
Work waits for me
 May 2014 Amour de Monet
Curtis
This poetry
Will most certainly be
The death of me
 May 2014 Amour de Monet
Curtis
Where is my creativity
It flowed so easily
Like a river flowing steady
Now like a block of iron
Heavy
Drug glazed eyes

You don't see me

Wish You Did!
Forgive me Mom
YOU SAID YOU WERE GONNA TEACH ME A FEW THINGS
YOU TAUGHT ME
HOW TO SCREAM
HOW TO HURT
HOW TO HIDE THE BRUISES

THEN YOU TAUGHT ME MORE
HOW TO LIE
HOW TO CUSS
HOW TO HIDE THE PAIN

YOU TAUGHT ME HOW IT FEELS
WHEN YOU LIE
WHEN YOU CHEAT
WHEN YOU BEAT
WHEN YOU DENY


WELL I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR
MANICAL TEACHINGS

IT'S TIME FOR ME TO TEACH YOU SOMETHING TOO
HOW IT FEELS
TO LIE TO YOU
TO CHEAT ON YOU
TO FEEL PAIN
HOW IT FEELS
TO WATCH ME WALK OUT THAT DOOR
AND NOT LOOK BACK

HOWS IT FEEL NOW

FIND ANOTHER ***** "BUDDY"
YOU TAUGHT ME TO WELL
YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LEAVE YOUR ***!

DON'T EVER FORGET YOU TAUGHT ME WELL!!!
It's him again. The reason why.
I start anew, my pen has pride
It's him again. The reason why.
My pages are blank and full at the same time
It's him again. The reason why.
My joyful laugh, my sorrowful cry
It's him again. The reason why.
Days where I just can't get by
It's him again. The reason why.
I've cried so much, my eyes are dry
It's him again. The reason why.
Can't bring myself to say goodbye
It's him again. The reason why.
I SIT HERE NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
JUST LISTENING TO YOUR BREATHING
AND WHEN YOUR HEART PAUSES
MY HEART DIES A LITTLE WITH YOURS

WILL THIS BE YOUR LAST?

I FEEL LIKE I'M FREE FALLING
NO NET TO CATCH ME
AND WHEN YOU TAKE THAT NEXT BREATH,
I FEEL GUILTY FOR WANTING IT TO BE
OVER SO YOU WON'T SUFFER ANYMORE


WHAT A HORRIBLE DAUGHTER
        I HAVE BECOME!

      YOUR HEART PAUSES...
WILL THIS BE YOUR LAST?

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