I know the stories that you tell
I have them memorized so well
I take you at face value
Every time
You're everything I want
You're nothing I could hate
Hope you don't hesitate
Will you be mine?
**I see the electric sunshine
I see the electric sunshine
I see the electric sunshine**
In your eyes
It's nothing but a bruise
It doesn't mean abuse
It's just a disagreement
I'll be fine
He still loves me the same
He tells me it's okay
He knows just what to say
Every time
**I see the electric sunshine
The mask you hide behind
I see the electric sunshine**
In your eyes
I know the stories that you tell
I know they're just pathetic spells
You thought I'd fall for it
Every time
You're no longer what I want
You're everything I've come to hate
Now your gone for good and I know
I'll be fine
***I saw the sunshine in your eyes
The light you flipped on with a switch
And when it turned out to be lies
I turned into a *****
And I cut the cord to the ties that bound
I'm happy without electric sunshine now
I've seen the light without you***
I let it shine
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC
~
*All the poems I write
are* just the beginning
and end
of every thought
I've ever had about you.
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:39 PM UTC
She faded into the shadows
of the love
she wished she could forget
She solemnly swore
to drown herself
in the memory of her regret
Her eyes burned at the sight
of the lost love
she'd erased years ago
Her thoughts wondered
and traveled to places
she never meant to go
Life attacked her before
she was even ready
to feel the pain
Love forced her into the storm
before she'd even
experienced the rain
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
Every song you ever said was about me
I play on repeat
Singing along to all the words that hopefully still mean something
Titles and tracks that shuffle on a loop
Somehow constantly reminding me of you
And I can't seem to forget the words you wrote too
But what means the most
Is something only you can do
When you sing to me
And I can feel that every word is true
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
I finally figured a piece that could fit
Decent enough to mention
That gets deeper with each visit
And though it wasn't my intention
We invented vivid scriptures Shakespeare would weep to
Crackheads could sleep to
That's just the calm of absolution as it creeps through
We never needed a deity's forgiveness or god to bear witness
To this **** that we do behind closed doors cause in these moments I'm finally yours
And that's all that should matter
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
Nightfall slowly fades away
The sun rise takes its place
Clouds of smoke float
through the air
And the glare from the tv reflects it
in perfect patterns of white and gray
The sight of the light sends shocks
through the unrested body
The mind slowly escapes through a dream
of the sun
written with poetry
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
There's more to you than meets the eye
Like the chapters
of my life
I can't stop reading you
And I can't wait to see
what happens next
The future always at the front of my mind
But as I look behind me
With the past steadily
trying to catch me
I realize I'll never escape the memories
Like the first part to a trilogy
All that matters is the ending
And my book ends with
you
and
me
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:34 AM UTC
Love
Is
Too
Beautiful
A
Thing
To
Ever
Be
Denied
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:34 AM UTC
She lost her mind caught in a web of lies laced with deceit
Tangled in knots made of suicidal thoughts left on the concrete
She lost her heart in the aftermath of an unrequited love
With more passion and pain than she could ever have dreamed of
She lost her soul to a man she didn't know and can never get it back
Crying inside and constantly on the verge of an anxiety attack
She lost her faith in life with so little to show for all that she'd done
Burning all the bridges she'd carefully built, fading away from everyone
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 1:33 AM UTC
The heart it leaves is broken and cracked
All that remains can't get itself it back
In the withering hours of the starless night
The tattered bits work hard to make themselves right
As the dark and cold winds blow across those feverish dreams
Pieces slowly get sewn but it's less effective than it seems
The air holds a certain mystique hidden under a scary mask
With feelings of pain and envy, and questions too difficult to ask
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 11:21 PM UTC