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Erica Winter Feb 2014
We’re leagues and seas apart
You’d have to dive til you ran out of breath to find me.
I’m so far down.
We could drive past the places we grew up
Never stopping til we're out of the familiar

This station is tuning out during our favorite song

We might be wasted, but our time is sober
Erica Winter Feb 2014
Built up from the ashes of the fragments of who I used to be
I danced with the wild flames of lust that swallowed me without remorse
I felt no pain, only the heat of a strange love
My affection is evolving into apathy, dissolving
I'm numb from weeks of cold English rain
He was lost and I was scared
The bittersweet truth is that I still long to be held again as steady as that guitar
Worn with emotional battle scars
From the debris of that late summer spark
I stand tall, but not without tired feet
I surrender to a cheap bottle of wine, filled with sweet woe
Chia-like, I shall grow and grow.
Erica Winter Feb 2014
I've spent my nights falling in love with fiction
Imagining I could travel through space and time
I want a companion who won't turn away
Even the tarot cards know
I'm cursed to have no hand to hold
Erica Winter Feb 2014
I'm drinking the memories of you away
On the floor, as worn and tired as this guitar
Even more out of tune
Unable to sing anything but the saddest songs
I'm done with writing words no one will read
Singing songs no one will hear
I'm tired of thinking about someone who doesn't think of me
Dreaming of someone who forgot me long ago
Tunes stripped from a soul that died when the first leaf fell
A heart that can't break is no good to anyone
What if it has been broken beyond repair?
Erica Winter Jan 2014
I was once fueled by the idea of love
You took all I had to give
I am now a fragment of who I used to be
A broken seashell in the sand
The empty passenger's seat on your journey home.
Erica Winter Nov 2013
The siren, I can't resist you
I've run miles with tattered shoes
Calloused feet
I've forgotten the color of your eyes
Regardless, your song has never left me
You lull me back into a sad oblivion
All I have to do is follow your blood stained shards of glass
Left from the carefully constructed house that was once your heart
Erica Winter Nov 2013
My life is in irreparable pieces
I am down and defeated
Walking lost
Unable to feel a thing without you
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