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the-girl-who-knew-too-much
the-girl-who-knew-too-much
English Third-culture kid British girl with way too much going on in her head.
I don't quite know how you did it But I remember it so well. On a spring morning In May You saw me sitting alone at the coffee shop You took a seat at my table and drank my coffee Pulled me out of my chair and said I want to be able to say that I went On an adventure with a beautiful broken mystery Like you. Dazed I was, you made me Tagged along, I always was quite awkward But there was a sparkle in your eyes That reminded me of my father's Oldest scotch at the back of the liquor cabinet. Instead of sweeping me off my feet you tripped me up and gave yourself the excuse to pick me up again and the smirk and the sparkle and the roughness of your hands confused me. And when you rolled up your maps And packed up your compass And left me stranded in the jungle, I realised I should have known That the sparkle in your eye was dangerous.
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 3:11 PM UTC
Tripped
This world isn't exactly what my heart expected The only thing that makes sense is you Even though I don't understand us I just want you to stand so close to me That you might become me. These feelings aren't anything I've ever felt before The only thing that doesn't surprise me is you Even though I can't comprehend it I just need you to take the life out of me I promise I'll enjoy it. You light a fire in me I've never seen before The one thing that keeps me sane Yet you're driving me crazy With every breath that you take I want you to take mine away. I just want you To do me no good And you look like you could Please can you just Burn me from the inside out?
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
Save Me
Your lies attract me like sugar for flies Your lies astound me like silk covered thighs Your lies make me lust like wanton women's sighs Your lies are the embodiment of all that I despise Your lies are sexier Than the galaxies eyes Your lies I will drink like water from the skies Your lies collect like children waiting to be baptized Your lies get me drunk, leaving me With red eyes Your lies promise me with goodbyes and compromise Yet like the sunrise Unpredictable Snake eyes- Beautiful, but untrustworthy Lie to me again, please, it gets me high I just want you to break me And it seems like your lies could.
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 1:16 PM UTC
Lies
All my stuffs in boxes Waiting for the pick up truck to come And take it to a boat On a sea to a different continent. Your picture is in a special box Labelled "Fragile" Like your soul. Your clothes are in another box Labelled "personal" Because you never did like People going through your things. I remember grieving For the loss of our love Because you never could give Me the key to the box In which you kept your heart.
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 1:04 PM UTC
Boxes
Standing side by side Your fingers next to mine Your hands are like a guide To the unknown. Your finger moves You are oblivious I'm watching the grooves Of the banister. Your finger touches mine I gasp Your eyes find the blush line On my face. You don't realise You smile What I've sacrificed To be in love with you.
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
Fingers
I want to be a child Picking daisies And running And falling on the floor. I want to be a child Yearning for attention Dancing around the living room On my father's weathered toes. I want to be a child Trusting Fearless Ignorant. I want to be a child I want to love again With the eagerness of a doe Bouncing around playfully. But I can't be a child Because you broke me And my pieces Will not wield to me Anymore. Rather, they wield to you, Waiting for their owner to Return and fix them Back to basics.
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 10:31 AM UTC
Children
I was driving along the M4 Mind wandering when I saw The Chrysler 300C That you used to drive. I remember walking past the car Every morning And dreading seeing you And falling for you again. But today was different There was no pain No memories cutting my mind Missing you. I was numb Body and soul turning blue Choking on my regrets.
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 10:26 AM UTC
What If's and Should Haves
Whilst walking down the road Towards the car Memories in my mind I saw you I'm not in love with you You ruined me for love, I think But I still can't get you out of me You're under my skin. Like a tattoo etched in youth Regretted later, skin stretching You won't ever leave me I can't get you off. I hate you It's not fair because sometimes You don't know what you're up to You don't see what you do to me Once upon a time, I could have loved you With everything I could have given And I would have given Everything But now you took it, stole it bandit, thief You're running away with my broken pieces You don't even know you have them But be careful, sweetheart The thing about people With broken pieces Is that you ought to be careful Broken pieces are beautiful They glimmer in the sun Shards twinkle But they cut deep. So heed me And take care Do not cut yourself On the broken pieces Of what is left of me Just keep running.
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 10:23 AM UTC
What You Did To Me
Like riding a bike after a painful fall I know it's going to hurt But I get back on that bike again and I I find it hurts again Where I had gotten my hopes up I see now That it wouldn't happen That everything would always hurt as much As it did the last time And it would continue to do so until I gave up.
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Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 12:42 PM UTC
It's Been A While
Once, I used to wait up all night To talk to you And we'd talk alright And we'd mend ourselves. Once, I used to pride myself in Saying you were mine And you would nod and agree And we were mending ourselves. Once, I left And you left And we tried so, so hard to keep it But we knew we were losing it Inside, we knew But neither of us said what we were fearing We just mended ourselves. Once, I left And I changed. And I was so afraid you weren't Going to love this new me So I avoided you like the rain does the Sahara And I mended myself. Now I feel so guilty! Because I know you're hurting And I can't help but Want to talk to you but I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't Do it I can't talk to you. And don't you dare think that I don't feel guilty Because trust me I can see your Messages IM's Notifications And I have to sit there and Watch them go off! But I can't talk to you. Because I was scared And now I'm cold.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 11:44 AM UTC
Once