i didn't want to turn you into a poem
i didn't want you to be my muse
you've ruined my mind and my pen
you've made me blind to inspiration
i can't hold the pages still anymore
i can't understand my own writing
your hair isn't a waterfall
your eyes aren't deep oceans
i'm not held here by your gravity
i'm not sure that your voice is music
you won't own me
i won't turn you into poetry
[holyoak]
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 2:04 AM UTC
The beauty I saw in your eyes,
Peering into your soul.
It's depths astounded me,
your poetry amazed me,
Another half to broken pieces made whole.
Yet the pain I saw eluded me,
it baffled me
how you could be that sad...
I remember this dream I had,
Where you were in complete despair,
crying in a corner,
Tears blood red
I can't remember exactly what you said,
but it crushed me.
The next day,
while you were smiling and joking around,
I tried to glimpse deep in your eyes,
what I found?
Stunned me to tears, after all these years,
how could I not see?
I think you were about to ask me what was wrong,
But you realized I discovered what you'd been hiding all along.
I didn't know what to say,
or how to speak...
Then I saw a grin start to form in the dimple on your cheek.
You'd fooled me, arrogantly tricked me,
You pulled up your sleeve and grabbed a knife,
Started slicing away just to torture me,
Slowly ending my life.
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
There's this nauseous, nagging, pit
In the middle of my gut
And oh I bet you know why
You said you'd be there
But now you've gone
And walked away
Am I overreacting or not
Because I swore it was you
You'd be the one always there
Maybe I was wrong
But now I'm sitting here
With my pajamas on
Asking for your help
And none ever comes
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC
there are dreams that you grab
and drag behind you
leash pulled tight
apparently i am supposed to believe
these will all be fullfilled
but how can i know
people tend to ignore the threatening undertones
because the majority of my dreams
are nightmares
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
Listen to my heart whimpering
As I write to you from its broken melodies
The only memory I have from you.
Songs that lack rythm in your absence
Can't seem to embody my current expressions
As nakedness revolts through my reality
And reminds me of all those scars
That paints my body with dead colors of autumn.
Listen, to the song repeating itself in my head
Like the abandoned vinyl still playing
After a suicide
Yes, suicide.
A suicide that our love has committed
In the land of hopes and dreams
Where the music never spoke again
But remained as a beautiful memory
That completes the painting.
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
It wasn't all that long ago
You said you'd never leave me
I keep asking myself why
Why I believed you
Why you changed your mind
Why you lied
It wasn't that long ago
You promised you would help me
Now I am suffering alone
Suicidal thoughts, all alone
Gashes on my leg, all alone
2 am tears, all alone
It wasn't that long ago
You were the one person I trusted
Now I don't know the word
I don't know why my friends are
I don't know what to believe in
I don't know what trust really means
It wasn't that long ago
We had a deep connection
Now only shallow words are spoken
I want to know you'll be there for me
I want to feel that love again
I want my sister back.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 1:42 AM UTC
sharpened pencil to the paper
scratches of graphite and tears
i want melody, rhythm, and a beat
to fill the lonely night
i want to scream them out
saying
i made this
i want lyrics that flow smoothly
reverberating in your soul
with just that one line
that everybody knows
means the world
but upon careful reflection
these words cant happen
i dont know the words that saved me
because im not quite there yet
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC
why is it not to speak
these words that we think
acceptable in poetry
but heaven forbid we feel them
because a couple rhymes
and the enter key
make everything alright apparently
sorry, no.
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
what i wouldnt give
to see you once more
to feel your arms wrapped around me
the epitome of safety
but im just here all alone
blowing away in the wind
because i dont have a you
to anchor me down
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 1:52 AM UTC