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J Valle Jun 2017
Like a lost arrow
You struck my mind
A gentle breeze, a certain smell
Lead me back to your memories
But you are out of my life
I doubt you will ever come back
So everyday it's new
I'm learning to be myself again
A new beginning
A new life
A new future
I'm stumbling around
In a crowded room
With my eyes folded
I don't know where to go,
What to say,
Which dreams should I follow,
All I know is that I find it
Quite difficult to beging again,
It's a tedious and
Uncertain life
Without you.
J Valle Apr 2017
I'm falling at 9.00 pm
With gray eyes and a soft voice
I'm nothing but a lost little comet,
Following a stormy eyed big man,
I want to forget all the years between,
And feel the lips of 9.00 pm,
But why would a man turn around,
For a little comet?
J Valle Mar 2017
I'm afraid it seems that I,
Can't runaway from my sadness,
It is fragmented in my soul,
I'm tired of all the madness of

This world,
It is such a ridicule place
I can't keep up the pace,
With the race against our race,
There's nothing else to do,
Than keep chasing up the haze.

Looking up to the sky,
I'm yelling up at life,
Urging it to end,
I never asked for this.

The more I grow,
The smaller I feel,
It's time to accept that I'm
Not made for this world.
J Valle Mar 2017
So here I am, once again
Lacking all self esteem,
And dignity and pride,
But above all things,
Lacking him.

If I don't run in his direction,
If I don't hug him when he is near,
Is because all my loving,
I keep it caged,
Suffering,
Starving,
Begging for some love,
A kiss, a smile, a look,
Anything from him.

But I keep it caged,
For its own protection,
I'll let it die,
Rot and decompose,
A dying love is easier to take,
Than his indifference.
J Valle Jan 2017
I can still trace,
Where his hands were last night,
I can still picture,
His chest and how it felt,
I can still taste,
His *** growing in my mouth,
I can still feel,
His body perched up on me,
I can still recall,
His voice, grunting in pleasure.

But his face I can't remember,
Neither his name I could tell.
J Valle Jan 2017
There's a new restaurant
Downtown
We should go, we should go

That town looks quite nice
During spring time
We should go, we should go

That place looks
Kinda cool
We should go, we should go

You know?
I've never been there before
We should go, we should go

"I don't want to be rude,
But I don't want to see you anymore"

*I should go, I should go
J Valle Jan 2017
I hope one day you get to
Recognize and value happiness,
With whoever it is, even if it's on your own.

I hope one day you get to
Get rid off of that hidden depression,
That drives you to multiple raves,
But only keeps you in haze.

I hope one day you get to
Accomplish the few dreams you told me,
And all of those you did not.

I hope one day you get to
Feel as happy as I'm hoping to be.

My heart would wish for you
To realize you want to be with me,
But I'm truly hoping to get a real love somewhere.

With whoever it is, even if it's on my own.
So, mostly all of what I've written has the tag #yu, which was my own way of dedicating my numb lines to someone, but as poetic and good for art a heartbreak may be, my own heart would rather look for a different emotional muse, so this is my farewell to that lover, (also, the final time I'll use the #yu) even if he reads it or not.
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