Butterflies kept inside my chest
I'll save them for a less than sunny day.
tucked inside my bed where I lay.
the winged creatures inside me at bay
flipping and flying contently at play.
they move from my chest far
to my brain where they stay,
My mind starts to wander,
these insects are incessant theyre my constant thoughts.
disguised as beautiful winged creatures, but most are not.
my dark thoughts are moths to be swatted away,
some have bright wings.
the beautiful ones just don't seem to stay.
This hidden part of me,
can be quite gray.
I try to drown all my monsters,
Like when Noah built the ark.
Sail away with my beautiful creatures.
The moths swimming like basking sharks.
These are unseen by many
and observed by few.
I gain a moth, and lose a monarch
Every time they're met by someone new,
Or my broken heart.
But who's to say there's no beauty in something dark.
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 2:08 AM UTC
Feeling like I do
When I do, and do I,
Miss you.
Well, I know why.
We loved us,
but we didn't love each other.
Like heat in the summer.
We were warm, but we could suffer.
Remembering You and I
The littlest things.
How did it die?
Is love made to sting?
We both sit alone.
"She thought too much.
He didn't care enough."
Written on love's tombstone.
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 1:38 AM UTC
When it comes to you,
I'll wait.
You're eyes are bait,
But I won't bite.
I'll sit up straight.
I'll respond,
Not instigate.
I promise,
I'll wait.
I've got time.
I'll need it at this rate.
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 11:19 PM UTC
You pretended to care
Told me, "I will." and took me in,
Said something sweet.
You said what I want, but not what you mean.
We were seemingly so serene.
You promised me,
Not just in times of glee.
The happier we seemed to be,
The wishes, well were kept.
As soon as the wind kicked up,
You were emotionally inept.
You said I was the one.
Who knew you'd run.
I saw all your imperfections.
And lied to myself about every one.
Your lie was more,
But it was my favorite.
You'd quietly say,
"I love you too."
Because, sometimes a lie,
Is better than truth.
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
After all we've been through.
I'm still just a body to you.
My soul, emotions
They're not real,
Or something you just can't feel?
Your eyes watched
As I continuously fell
What about My womb where your child Was held?
Remember when we said those words?
The three that mean
We
Were happy
Peacefully
Filled with glee
Then you broke it
You Shattered
Me.
Again.
Here I am.
There you stand.
I'll give in.
Again.
Again.
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 12:52 AM UTC
Do people really know,
Are they just afraid to be alone?
How long does it take to figure,
A month, a day, more than a year?
Can you tell the moment its real?
Is it something you see, or something you feel?
People use the word in excess.
Would you still be in love if there was no ***
Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 12:19 AM UTC
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 1:40 AM UTC
Something so serene about standing on the pier
While a beggin' street performer sang stairway to heaven.
Although not my favorite Zeppelin.
It was magic.
The wind carried the melodic tune.
That was it.
Everything and nothing.
One moment out of a million.
I hated the wind,
And the cold but,
In that moment I could see us there,
Growing old.
Your smile gave me warmth.
The closeness set me on fire.
In that instant,
I've never been higher.
No pipe, pill, or drink
Could make me feel,
Or make me think.
And I have to say.
It was one of my best days.
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 1:19 AM UTC
When your affections were mine,
I drank it in like expensive wine.
I savored it.
Every moment.
With selfish intent.
You're hers now.
It doesn't matter.
You still have eyes for me.
But how...
How can you look into me.
Kiss my lips with ease.
**** in the air I breathe.
And tell me you love me,
But that we can't be.
After the deed was done.
You ran right back to her.
I want what we had,
But now,
Its gone.
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 11:52 PM UTC
A boy.
A boy,
Who's love I need to feel.
I'm not his girl
He's the love I long to steal.
His voice is the sweetest,
My ears have ever heard.
For him,
I'd do anything,
Say anything
I'd give him the world.
Even with my best intent
I let him slip,
Melting to sloppy wet drips
And flowing straight,
Through my fingertips.
Even when I tried to grab hold,
I grabbed, I jabbed, and pricked,
Still away he had surely slipped.
Oceans apart
However, close we are.
There's still a spark,
It magnifies every emotion
Heightens every notion
And through all the dark,
There is still a shrill
A deep, deep, shrill,
The life-giving *****
Beats out of turn,
Even still.
I look into those deep dark vessels,
The Windows to your soul.
They search my flesh
They cry out,
Why?
Our future clear as sunniest of skies.
Though it's not a happy ending,
What a surprise.
Reality the way it always does
Creeps close.
It's wrong we know very well
in the heat of the moment, passion swells
We're both thinking stop,
But onward we march
Into this terribly beautiful yet tragic arch,
Of love and lust that cuts so deep.
Our brains know better, but our hearts,
They are weak.
Then it hits.
In that instant a vivid dream
Comes to me lucid and not quite serene.
Your lips dancing in time
With mine closely behind
Stop
You look at me and remember her.
I'm sorry I say "I loved you first"
"Love me" I scream
Without a sound.
The words pouring out silently
My wide and weary eyes
Say it all as they cry.
Kiss me again
To send me away so abruptly.
Would surely begin,
My end.
Feb 17, 2013
Feb 17, 2013 at 5:21 AM UTC