Look what we have gotten into,
Just this insane and scary mess,
All of these tears of sorrow,
And this heavy load of stress.
Our elders won't understand,
How much we love one another,
They start to yell and get mad,
That's why we call them "mother".
They punish us together,
'Cause I know we both deserve it,
People say love is hard,
But I know that it is worth it.
When I'm with you my heart skips,
Just the sight of you makes me smile,
Any moment with you is endless,
Even just for a little while.
Soon we can be on our own,
These moments that I ache for,
Just any time to spend with you,
Makes me yearn for much much more.
No matter what all happens,
Or if the good becomes the bad,
Know that I'll be there always,
To make you smile and get glad.
Oh the silly things we do,
Just to make each other grin,
Even getting into trouble,
We may loose, but love will always win.
So I've come to the conclusion,
That our love will conquer through,
Because if I lost my dork,
I don't know what I would do.
You gave me something special,
And I thought it was real clever,
I just about teared up,
And I will cherish it forever.
However many poems I write,
Or letters from the heart,
No words could explain how I feel,
From the beginning or the start.
Excuse me as I ramble,
But I really must go on,
About how I love you so much,
Way more than just a ton.
I wish I could be in your arms,
Feeling the warmth of your embrace,
Where I would close my eyes and think,
"This is my happy place".
I love you with all I have,
And you're forever in my mind,
Don't let silly things like this,
Kick you in the behind.
I won't get mad at you ever,
And remember this you shall,
I am so honored to have you,
As my lover and my pal.
So it is getting kind of late,
And I hope you're sleeping well,
I will stick with you forever,
Even if we go through hell.
I don't know how to stop this,
But I'll do the best I can
'Cause I'll do anything for you,
My sweet and loving man.
I think I'll end this poem good,
And please agree with me,
That It'll make you smile,
As you find it rather cheesy.
The roses I know are red,
And I know the violets are blue,
You're my super derp-y dork,
And of course... I love you!
She cannot gleam.
But, she can spread herself
onto you, like
a bar of soap
always smelling stronger
than it will
She can squirm
beneath you. Believe
for a time that your chest
is sugar soil and your
She can breathe in
the shattered glass of
anticipation, let the
she can coat
She can make you love.
Like transient dogs,
the kind that come and stay on a porch
and leave later: the boys shifted in and out--swept up
through one door and out.
and They were a sorry lot
They were so proficient at being sorry
( it was a wonder anyone ever
accused Them at all)
Suppose that was the point.
remorse was Their method
of shameless safety
My apologies are empty, often overused
“Sorry” is depleted, relationships abused
Kindness only given, I turned the other way
Burning hatred, anger, drove you all away
Dust, it settles thusly, around my solemn face
Realizing plainly, that I am a disgrace
Words, they cannot fathom, the degree of my regret
Contemplating deeply, of those whom I’ve upset
Knowing no expression, than that of fiery rage
Causes matters thusly, as I become estranged
catch the falling
that was caught up
in your dreams
& promise to reveal the
living devil in your
so I can lay with you
until the dawn
bleeds through your
I am not to trust my
& you are not to
fall for what I led you to
when all we have left
are the lonely
of empty bottles
& long, long records
playing for only
us to hear
I love you
the blood beneath the
& all we kept
I don't know what happened last night.
The world collapsed and I was left in the open,
An easy target for my demons to claim their place
Once again inside my hollow mind.
Like puppeteers they pulled the strings
On my inevitable urges,
A simple cut became a crevice
And it scared me
It really scared me.
It wouldn't stop and for a moment
I was scared it was the final curtain fall.
The invitation of death has always lingered
Like a phantom,
But I wasn't prepared yet to give up.
But in time everything stopped.
I am deeply sorry,
My apologies are deeper than the pain that I have inflicted upon myself.
I have given up once again
And I find myself struggling.
I never thought it could get any lower than this,
But I fear that this is the surface of what's yet to come.
Please forgive me.
The past always seems to repeat itself.
Love is just a factor that we've always longed for
but have yet to discover.
Maybe this time it will last, our love.
Truthfully... I'm scared.
Not scared of being hurt,
but of being the one who hurts.
For it has happened before, I caused you pain.
...caused you unnecessary pain.
Honestly, you were the best thing that ever crossed my path...
and I'm sorry.
that there are broken parts of me
that i can't fix
and the more i fumble with them
the more they crumble
and maybe that's my fault
because my hands shake
and i'm the farthest from gentle
i promise i'm working on my technique
i don't try to smother
it just comes naturally to me
even if you say the right things
i'll still struggle
just like if you were to wrap your hands
around my throat
i would still try to breathe
you can talk about whatever you want
i'll hang my head and listen
you know that thing i do?
the one we talk about a lot?
i probably do it because i don't know what to say
or i don't want to say the wrong thing
or i think the conversation is over
but i should probably pay more attention to your words
instead of my own
i either talk too much
or not enough
and my poems are always too long
and never make much sense
just like my thoughts
and to me
it's like trying to untie a jumble of knots
by just cutting them
like the fates snipping threads
i apologize too much
i feel guilty for things i never did
or things that aren't a big deal
and i've tried
so very hard in this poem
to not apologize