though it may sound cliché
you left an imprint on my heart.
similar to a tattoo,
but more of a battle scar.
you threw your words at me like hand grenades
and shot me so many times
i almost forgot how to stand back up.
though it may sound cliché,
here i am once again;
broken and bruised
but still standing.
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 8:38 PM UTC
an aching sensation erupts in the centre of my chest every night
while i lie in the cotton sheets
where you used to sleep
i call it 'love'
and can only be cured
with the touch of your porcelain fingertips
with the flash of your imperfectly perfect smile
and with the eyes that gave me the aching sensation
before i even knew what it was.
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 4:26 PM UTC
the beginning was bright
and nice to think back to
dizzy from joy
non existent butterflies
fluttering about
but it became nauseating
when you're ignored
torn apart by a thousand miles
and not a single thing inbetween
but a broken telephone wire
of a disconnected love
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 6:53 PM UTC
i lay here tonight, thinking of your warm hazel
eyes
how they danced with mine when i looked your
way
and the way your smile held a thousand secrets;
fingers intertwined but our hearts were on the loose
you didn't know how to feel love without fearing your horrid past
i could have kissed your pain away down to the depths of the ocean
but you left,
left me thinking of your warm hazel eyes.
Sep 2, 2013
Sep 2, 2013 at 4:02 PM UTC
i bottled everything inside
problems,
thoughts,
stress
i eventually broke the bottle,
shards of glass flying everywhere
an explosion of my secretive mind.
the glass had sliced the skin of others and myself
but i've learned
that scrapes and cuts heal
and there's nothing you can do but wait
because
time
is
everything.
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 12:56 AM UTC
they knew all along
how i would smile knowingly
and tangle my thoughts with obvious memories,
visualizing our fingers laced together.
they knew
how i would close my eyes and picture you next to me
masking me from everything and everyone evil.
it's odd,
they knew everything
yet they ripped you away from me
too fast for me to unlace my fingers from yours.
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 11:11 PM UTC
i stared into my empty coffee mug
and instantly thought of you
for it was a clear symbol
of how i felt
the moment you walked away
Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 4:12 PM UTC
he threw dirt into the crevices of my mind
making it a horrid, wretched place
but you came along
and planted flowers.
Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
you smiled warmly and laced your fingers in mine
we laughed lightly and i felt as if i were floating
everything was perfectly sculpted together like a fairy tale ending
and when i was at work
i found myself aimlessly scribbling your name over and over in the corners of my notebook
but after
the smiles faded and you eventually let go of my hand
there were no laughs, just hollow stares and a thousand weights pushing me down
everything fell apart like the end of a horror film
and when i was at work
i stared blankly at the paper before me
because the scribbles had eventually tiptoed their way off of the paper and out of my mind.
Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
i once heard someone say
that your light can attract moths
your warmth can attract parasites
maybe it's better to burn out the light
and switch off the heat;
not everyone is who they seem to be.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 11:21 PM UTC