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dee-bach
dee-bach
Find me somewhere under the stars. Listening to the beauty that is life.
She had seen him a million times in her life. He was at her wedding as she married a different man. He stood at the altar and supported her as he always did. So why was this time different? They spoke to each other in a way they hadn’t in a long time. She laughed in a different way, as she knew she would always be in love with this man. So when he said “I wanted to kiss you” it made sense why her mind spiraled out of control. She, a married woman, loved this man, but he was taken by another woman.
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Aug 8, 2022
Aug 8, 2022 at 11:49 AM UTC
Seeing Him Again
Do you ever look back and think what could have been? Look at that time when I was scared. And maybe if I was stronger, we would have had something? Or if you would have know what words I needed to hear, or understood what I was going through. Otherwise we were just destined to be where we are today. Barely speaking.
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 11:35 PM UTC
Do you...
Dee Bach is not me only a cover, to let out the pain inside. But she is not me anymore I do not feel the daily pain that once was. For I am me. I am Tricia.
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 11:43 PM UTC
Coming Clean
There's something beautiful about waking up to a smiling face. Something wonderful about not having to care what you look like and yet the smile is still there. There's something amazing about the way you can look at me and want to know every little thing about me.
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Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 11:29 PM UTC
Waking Up
Your eyes speak to me, they calm me in a way nothing else can. I never thought I could fall in love so much, with the way someone looked at me. But somehow I did, and I crave that feeling. The feeling of being fully, truly, and completely loved by you.
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Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 11:25 PM UTC
Your Eyes
I didn't believe in love at first sight tell I meet you But that doesn't mean our fairy tail ended happily ever after We had differnt dreams then I still have the same one Still get butterflies when you enter the room But do you? You seem cold, distant, and unrecognizable these days. And I can't do it I can't love someone who doesn't love me And say kind things to brighten my day. Not once did you tell me I was beautiful, pretty, or gorgeous. But I'm telling you this now, no one could love you like I could.
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Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
The End
The stars twinkle against the dark sky wishing you a goodnight, and as a promise of the beautiful day that lies ahead of you.
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:41 PM UTC
Goodnight
In his greedy hands, I’m just a doll, Not a person. With a beating heart. With an imagination. No, I’m just a piece of space, I don’t have thoughts, I don’t have feelings. I’m just some toy, Who would not care. In his greedy hands, I’m only an object, An object not worth much.
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
In His Greedy Hands
Why do I have to be so confident all the time? It’s as if I’m not allowed to be full of broken pieces I have to be whole, for someone to want me But who of us feels whole 100 percent of the time? Isn’t 90% enough? For some reason though, We are taught to hold this all in “Girls, guys like to see confidence” “Show a little attitude and strut your stuff to grab his attention” “Make a statement!” With all the broken bottled up… ….it’s bound to burst.
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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 11:13 PM UTC
Confidence
You may have torn me apart Undressed me For all your pleasure Sang me a lullaby To get your way You are a devil in disguise. Spewing lies as a natural language The language of deceitful, cunning lies The hell you put inside of me I want out But you don’t have the key do you I’m trapped within myself So you’re not the devil are you? But the devils help. The only devil lives with me, Everyday.  And you don’t even know.
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
The Devil Inside