dancewiththesun
I've been a poet for over 6 years now and not once did anyone tell me about this wonderful site! / I really hope I receive positive feedback from all you wonderful other poets out there. / / >>>>>:<<<<< / / ((Also kind of upset with my cover photo not fully captioning correctly but it is from the movie Holes and it says :: / " You be careful out there in the real world, all right? / Everyone is not as friendly as us. " / --- X-Ray / If you haven't seen this movie I totally recommend it!)) / / <<<<<:>>>>>> / / If you were wondering what my username means. "Dance with the Sun" means we are creatures of the day and sometimes that is all we can deal with. The moon is something I have a love-hate relationship with. It brings the day to end, it tells us, 'Hey you! Time to sleep, good luck'. This is why I write at night. To get my thoughts out. The day-time I am dancing with the sun. Carefree, lovable, and enjoyable. Hope you see what I mean! / / https://twitter.com/iamk0b0 / (I will follow back)
*You feel a sudden shift in time,
but you do not want to admit anything*.
So we lie in bed,
because that seems like the only solution.
I fall asleep in your arms,
you write me this ecliptic rhyme.
Only one I can solve,
as the new moon and stars set.
**I slowly can feel chills,
an emptiness consumes my every thought.
I cannot bare to hold it all in,
my knees and hands hit the concrete.
Blood runs from my ears,
I yell but nothing comes out.**
*All my missing feelings and emotions
come back and* devour my breath.
I frantically take my fist
and carve 'help' in the dirt.
Falling back I hit my head on the tree,
you wake me up hours later.
You swear I am alive,
but everything is drained.
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
Letting Go
What happen with us?
You told me we would be together,
but apparently we aren't.
Did I lie or was it something I said?
No, because you ignore me now!
That night me and you met,
was the greatest of my life yet.
But look at today,
you don't talk to me,
or even acknowledge me.
Its like you want to let go,
even though I don't.
I see your shadow everyday,
and as I see yours.
While all this happens,
I wonder if I could ever let go.
**Giving In
(featuring Leslie Foster)**
You look at me like I ruined you,
like I ruined us.
I wish I know how to tell you,
how to tell you how I care.
I can't bare looking at you,
because the pain shakes my very soul.
I love you.
But my love will never fulfill you,
I don't know how to stop feeling so empty.
I’m giving in to my demons,
and I'm dragging you down to hell with me.
I’m sorry,
You don’t deserve this.
I just need help.
Please tell me how to stop giving in.
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
I am a bucket filled with pain,
so will you pour me out and wash me clean.
I will never be the same man,
the one you want me to be.
I would say to run,
while you still have everything you need.
I have no imagination tonight,
but the thought of you never goes away.
You fly away so high,
as I lay here in the dust.
You cannot count the clock as it chimes,
but I swear time stopped.
You wish upon a star far far away,
while I chose the moon.
You went to bed already,
just knowing this I battle insomnia.
So here I am
Lost and never found
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC
I worry (a lot)
when I think (of other girls)
about how they (shine)
sparkle and radiate beauty
and about how I could be (brighter)
(and) nothing hurts worse than thinking about
not being with (you) my love, my heart
because I know you (deserve the) best,
you are my (sun), moon and stars
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
I hate that feeling.
that feeling when you're sad,
But you have no idea why.
You feel so **** void,
but nothing has happened.
They ask you what is wrong,
but you can not explain.
Or they did not ask anything,
I do not know what is worse.
It just feels like I miss someone,
someone I never met.
I need someone who does not need me.
Loneliness hovers over me,
takes control of me.
I do not even care.
I extricate itself from the goals.
Sadness for now is my best and only friend.
I begin to hate myself and
I want everyone to leave me alone.
At the same time,
I want someone to hug me and
told me that everything will be okay.
**I just hate that feeling.
That feeling,
when you do not even know what the hell you feel.**
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC
Everything falls,
everything dies.
Nothing last forever,
nothing says we can't.
Something can prosper,
someone can believe.
Believe in power,
believe in yourself!
So...
You are you,
and
everything you are
can be done by nothing with
something called believe.
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
**I remember when I was around six
soon to be seven
We met on a plain grassy field,
the first place where our lips,
never touched.
You swore this was not a game,
but why did you bring the dice this time?**
*Oh what did I bring?
Nothing but this blanket covered in dust.
Was I too lazy to brush the memories?
No, I just could not imagine
our childhood being in the air.
I reach for your hand,
like a baby reaches for their bottle.
Silly is not?
Please just listen.
The crickets are still and accept us.
No coyote is howling at our skin.
You swear a tree is falling,
but how sure are you about that?*
**Now we are nineteen and
moving on to our twenties.
You swear that we have changed,
but all I notice is our age becoming older.
More memories with
our wings damaged.**
*My wings?
Oh, you care to know now,
they are shattered as you left.
I have one healthy wing,
the other is bruised and crippled.
Why?*
**You can answer that one,
with your memories and imagination.**
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:47 PM UTC
I am hollow and afraid
I wonder - do they see my pain?
I hear echoes of the rain
the downpour inside my brain
I see the drops falling down
I want to stop them, but
I am hollow and afraid
I pretend I am fine, but
I feel very far from fine
I run my fingers through my hair
I fear judgement, everywhere
I cry inside, but only there, for
I am hollow and afraid
I know they say "life is a wonder"
I say life is a four-letter word
I dream of death, desolation, disaster
I just want it all to end, because
I am so hollow and so afraid
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 10:09 PM UTC
*I woke up depressed and I don't know why
I hate playing this game thats filled with goodbyes
Maybe I'm alive but I'm certainly not* FINE.
*Fill me up and tell me you're alright
as I avoid to start a fight
So it's the end of night
I promise I won't bite as long as you don't* LEAVE.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 9:56 PM UTC
She does not smile or frown,
she just sits there.
I wonder what she would say if
I really love her.
There is a fear inside me to
not even bring it up the same way
I used to.
What if she sees this?
What if
The fear shakes my stubborn heart.
I wish things did not change,
but everything grows new right?
right?
Tell me I will be okay,
please time is not always on our side.
She gives me hope
and replaces my worries with laughs.
So who am I talking?
She is the one that tells me to
stop and continue living on.
This poem is dedicated to her
from my heart to the world to see.
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 11:15 PM UTC