Walking down cold empty streets
I’ve seen lovers walk side to side
as I stood alone on a sidewalk
not knowing how it would feel
to hold on to someone as I cry
As I lay down on empty sheets
I fear that I will never hear
another heart beat with mine
For I’ve never known love
but i’ve heard its as old as time
I wait for years and years to feel
and I do; but the amount of love I held
never meant anything to you.
So I go on with my life
mind muddled with thoughts still unknown
for somewhere deep down in my soul I knew that
some hearts are meant to be alone.
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 1:13 AM UTC
you and i are two different souls,
living on two separate worlds
that collided once
just to be parted
and never meet again.
May 28, 2017
May 28, 2017 at 5:49 PM UTC
Under pink skies along the ocean shore
Toes touching as my lips are on yours
Tiny grains of sand between our clothes
And I wonder what I did to deserve your love
You press me tighter to your chest
a content sigh against my breast
Skin tender with kisses and the breeze
and my heart keeps beating as it bleeds
Because I know when tomorrow comes
We'll have to part under the setting sun
Until we meet again another time
your heart will still beat next to mine
May 28, 2017
May 28, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC
In the quiet of night, I walk wild and free
To find something that will bring you back to me
There is a roughness in the silent breeze
The soil wet and soft beneath my feet
I keep walking, leaving behind a trail of blood and dirt
while my head hums and my heart is full of hurt
As I see the blinding light right in front of me
the stars glisten bright above the sea
I look up as I lay half asleep on the shoreline
the bluish white constellation of Lyra twinkles in the sky
and I laugh because even after all that we’ve been through
Everything still comes back to you.
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 2:34 PM UTC
They say home is where the heart is
but darlin’ my heart is not near me
perhaps it's floating along distant shores
or it’s caged in a building with infinite floors.
I wonder how my heart feels
when you walk by it skips a beat
does it think? does it remember?
but I sure know my head spins when your scent lingers.
My heart may be a little crazy and a little stupid
wanting to find love and scared of a tiny cupid
And even though my heart may wander and dream
it will still find it's way home through you and me.
May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 2:52 AM UTC
There are holes in the soles of my feet. Open,
bleeding holes. Their edges
are crusted with salt. Their silence
says everything about the nature
of my pain. I'm like a mermaid,
cutting my tail in two just for a shot
at somehow finding happiness. Feet destroyed
from the hot glass I walk on
to find you, hair clotted with blood
and heavy with agony. My legs are long
broken. They fall to the floor
at all angles, shuddering screams
tearing the earth apart around me like weak
skin being ripped open by a thousand claws.
Ocean waves drag my blood back with them,
possessive and snide,
waiting for me, wretched and pathetic, to die.
May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 2:29 AM UTC
Do you still think of her as the first girl,
you met during college,
who would squeal your name to annoy you and shove you aside when challenged?
or the study partner that would sit with you till dawn because you procrastinated till the last moment.
Do you still think about her with longing,
when you remember the looks you’ve shared or the touches that bloomed?
or do you sigh with regret that the friendship you shared with her would be doomed.
Do you still look at her with amusement,
as she happily exclaims that she wants to ride shotgun,
while your friends groan?
or do you horribly sing along with her, as she tries to protest with an annoyed moan
Do you still think of her when you’re away,
her stupid annoying rants about world politics and cats that need to be rescued?
or do you think of me as a silent lover,
because I sure do think of you.
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 11:09 PM UTC
Hold me tight,
your arms wrapped like vine
trace a kiss with your fingers
on those unkissed lips of mine
Grip me tighter,
the clock chimes at 3
I don't want to move
Cause then I’d want to take you with me
hug me goodbye,
you don’t look into my eyes
I have a thousand things to say
but a word from you would suffice
Miles away,
I weep and I write
but I always Wonder
if you still think of that night
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 9:52 PM UTC
She dreams in shades of gold,
Speaking in tongues as her soul
runs naked, tumbling through the air,
Through fields of green and leaves in her hair.
She dreams in honey scented meadows,
Breathe in their nectar; rays against the window,
Twisting through the seasons like red wine,
While sunflowers raise their head to shine.
She dreams in the sunny winter breeze,
For her dreams to never cease.
Like the form of a never-ending snowfall,
And her will to live through all the odds.
She dreams in the early morning sun,
While the heat ends the blooming month,
Her fall; to burn while she crashes,
And yet to rise from renewed ashes.
She dreams in shades of gold,
As she stands on a dais of old,
Gold around her nape so bright,
Like thousands of candle lit from a single light.
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 8:44 PM UTC