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ladylee
ladylee
i started writing poetry in my dreams, i figured i should write it down
I need you to love me when I feel I can't be loved it's a feeling I have but seldom from you it's a comfort I want from you
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Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 12:20 PM UTC
not a need but a want
I can usually deal with your absence save for a few holes in the calendar where I can feel nothing except your absence like today Today you'd be 53
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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 7:35 AM UTC
Untitled
tell me what I need to hear I'm smart enough to hear the distinct absence of sincerity except for that moment that you're surprised you're saying it yourself. Don't call it pity, it's an understanding of a fundamental need. I'm no longer blind to innate feelings. Yet still, you can hear my songbird warble from behind the bell jar. why does the caged canary sing? it's safer inside.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
a warble for the freedom, a shrug for the regret
it has been so long since everything I've thought in my head I decided to act upon those daydreams clouding at the math I'm supposed to be focusing on cliche is as cliche does all I wanted was a you plus a me, you being the variable and I'm sitting as a lonely one and after the equal sign there would be light and there would be love yet why, am I sitting here with the things I've wanted to hear laid before me with no spark and no passion and all the power in the world. maybe this is what I've wanted. It's foreign being this cruel with so little kindness. I need you to need me to the point that I no longer need you. But with you being the generator of the safety I suppose I need you still. As long as you are concerned, and I couldn't be bothered I'll be happy. This is not love, this is attention. A distinct difference I am aware of. The issue is I don't care. It's cruel, but baby so is this world. Let me live.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
a stream of consciousness , and a distinct lack of poetry
The weight of these words rolling around in my head are breaking my neck one thought at a time.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
heavy
In a world where authenticity is strange, the revered are simply in tune with their individuality and the rest follow.
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
Untitled
It isn't who you party with at night, but rather who can you sit in a comfortable silence with the next morning over coffee and hazy eyes and still find the strength and energy for a full belly laugh over some stupid insignificance
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 7:05 AM UTC
im at home with you
with the day dreams in my head its hard to see what's true I'm torn by expectations I'm torn with what to do when in reality all I want is you when in reality this you is faceless I want you to see the grit and love regardless I want you to see the confusion and love without question I want you to see my intentions and love with understanding understand me. find me. fix me. love me. without regard, without question, with understanding
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
fix me (my ambigious love)
loved by many understood by few hopeless romantic with a realist view
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 10:01 PM UTC
mlt