In the place where we first locked hands,
I will leave a note.
A note that describes the feelings I felt when our palms met,
a surge of energy and a glimpse into the future,
our relationship strong and our love, lossless.
In the place where we first kissed,
you will find a rope.
A rope that holds my neck fifty feet above the highway,
off a bridge, as I fade into death,
our relationship strong but your love, lost.
For while my love remains strong, I shall end.
Because it was on your love that I depend.
I once was alive here,
now I shall take this memory to death.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 11:56 AM UTC
Why is it you can be angry,
And I not?
You be annoyed and I should change a lot,
I be annoyed and may just be forgot.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 6:54 AM UTC
I can't sleep.
Are you awake?
No? Ok.
Another journey I embark on,
another journey into the wall.
Another night of restlessness,
another night to fall.
My gums are distressed,
my nail beds repressed,
my mind alert to my senses.
I need some sleep.
Every error made and every wrong path questioned,
my puzzled mind beats the brain,
If only I had refrained,
refrained from this and
refrained from that.
I cry at my stupidity and how I must have made you feel,
I just want to hold you in my arms,
you're asleep.
I wish you weren't asleep, I wish you would wake up.
Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 7:38 PM UTC