I'm tired
Tired of writing poems with rhymes.
Tired of all the sleepless nights.
-Aug 2018

Shes blessed with beauty
And blessed with soul.
But no man will ever love her
As a whole.

I will give thee my love,
And cause no strife.
I call to mind the last time
That I paid the price.
The price of a man who knew not what love is
Or could be.
A man who never fell for me.

So I find no peace in the air I breathe.
To loseth or holdeth I will be up to thee,
Yet the Stardust in thine eyes,
Enchant thy heart to make you mine.

Darling, thou make ye trees sing,
In Autumn and spring,
perhaps every season in between

So let thee turn to “we”,
and travel to new extremes.
Whilst our fires
Create new desires - yearning for passion
And intimacy.
As long as thou not feen,
Keeping simplicity clean,
Thou shalt not worry
For thy am in no hurry.

So as thy take thy leave,
It came to be
                     Thy heart has fell
                                                For thee.

you make me so sad
you call me babe one day
ignore me the next
I hate your silence and the confusion
which is it
havent you seen
my ocean eyes
and how they cry
just 4 U?

Should I love you?
Should I leave you?

Mama warned me about the Demons under my bed and the ones that speak nasty things in her head
she told me about the ones I'd find on the street that walk around with 2 eyes and a cold heart beat,
But never once did one tell me that the girl with the
icy blue eyes
could be so sweet.
she just needed help standing on her own two feet
Because
  not
     all
        demons
               are
                  mean.

You are beautiful, and yet terrifying, you push your limits to try to get to Cloud9 -
until you are flying, flying away from your imperfect life, away from your mom and your dad.
you swear you'll never become anything like them-
you never open up, but when you do, oh when you do, your blue beautiful eyes stream water- pouring down your face , you probably have realized that even on cloud nine
you feel misplaced

I may not be perfect , nor will I ever be
but I am ok with being imperfect
because no matter what imperfections I may hold
someone will find all my flaws
that are portrayed as Gold

Please don't try to impress me, because I know inside all you think about
is how you want to undress me.

suddenly I missed a feeling
that I haven't felt before
but it felt so familiar

The ones I hold most dear seem to never look my way

when I need them most, they always stray

but maybe one day, one of them might stay,

''I picked you over her''
should have been the first red flag.
''Shorty'' saved in his phone is another.
He knew I'd never evade his privacy, so he never had to hide anything.
I cared
but I trusted
I was scared
yet I believed in him
He stopped caring
I kept loving
He was gone
I was still trying
He told me I wasn't enough
I assured him I was.
He left
with a ''maybe in the future''


I grew stronger within time
I don't hate him for what he did. But I don't like him for his vile ways. I am worthy of something better than him. He will forever be my first lover, but he wont be the last. for him, it was a loss. Im sure he realizes it now. Tragic.

You knew that I would fall apart,
the night you texted her
to come over.
left me wondering what other lies you told me, what truth you told her.

I can't look at you the same,  knowing what I tried to get back in my life ,you told me I wasn't enough, that you thought the burning sensation of alcohol was more of a flame than our love ever was.

you both knew id be burning inside that night, both of you knew you had killed the love of a first love.

I don't ask for your love anymore.
I realize the pain will stop, and I am a queen and you are not worthy.

You may be gone,
But don't think for a moment
that you lay dormant in my heart.
You are still the fire in my body,
The reason why I carry myself through the day.
Hoping one day we will be together once again.

you know the type of glass you try to pick up with your fingers?
but the smell of your blood still lingers?
the sink that's mixed with blood stained tears, that you had washed out through the years
the reason your mom sits in bed at night still crying
while your dad just feels like dying
had they wondered why
that you would always cry
then maybe , just maybe, they could have saved you
from the sorrowful look in your eye.

Today I realized you can’t stop someone who likes the feeling of the burning taste in their throats
You can't decide for them whether they fix themselves or they destroy themselves.
It will always be a battle to the end,
the worst part is that you know one of these days the world is going to stop for me,
my heart is going to break
and You will have left me cold,
maybe yet I may even take your path
and I may like the burning sensation to wash those pills down
or to forget about the world for a few moments just to crash back into reality.
But one day, Ill lose you,
Mom
. One day you won't be mine to hug or to hold anymore.
As long as you enjoyed your last drink more than you enjoyed your time here with me,
then I hope you had the best few last moments in the blur then you ever did seeing me
smile.
Mom, I love you,
I always will, but
you don't live forever.

"Goodbye"
I once cared with all I had
It was till then I had realized-
It was you who made me sad.

You'd get mad and say hurtful things,
But deep down, you were still the man of my dreams.

It was until I had come to realize
you had only told lies
was when I had made up my mind
To say my final goodbyes'

Skyye Yoder
10-10-2016