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yaeli
yaeli
“We” are becoming a game A game of Hide my feelings And Seek your touch A game of Memory While you memorize my curves I memorize the curves of your smile A game of ring around the truth and let the thought of being together fall right down my cheek as I cry from your words of Guess Who doesn't love you “We” have become that Puzzle With the pieces that all look the same And I’m not sure if our pieces fit together One of those puzzles with the pieces that look like they’ll fit But you won’t know for sure till you finish But you aren’t sure you want to try hard enough to find out A game where you Chute me that look And I start to climb the Ladder Even though I know I’m gonna have to slide back down eventually A game where I constantly think about the sweet Candy that is you and Land right back into reality Knowing you’ll never get the Clue And I’ll be the one who is Sorry Even though I should have known you were Trouble all along I’m starting to learn that this is Life And the War with myself isn’t worth it It isn’t worth feeling like the Paper While you are the Scissors when really we are both stuck under this Rock We just keep calling for Red Rover to send sanity right over our way so we can finally figure out the Monopoly of Forged seduction I’ll just continue to Go Fishing for the words to unlock our mystery so we can finally Connect our Four arms together ‘We” are becoming a game Where we are constantly Tagging each other to be the one to say It first A game where feelings are Cooties and we have to Circle our brains to find the Spot Where we find out if we even have a Shot You’ll just keep making me Tick While I try to find a way to Tack a label Toe how I feel Until I realise this is just Child's Play
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
Child's Play
“We” are becoming a game A game of Hide my feelings And Seek your touch A game of Memory While you memorize my curves I memorize the curves of your smile A game of ring around the truth and let the thought of being together fall right down my cheek as I cry from your words of Guess Who doesn't love you “We” have become that Puzzle With the pieces that all look the same And I’m not sure if our pieces fit together One of those puzzles with the pieces that look like they’ll fit But you won’t know for sure till you finish But you aren’t sure you want to try hard enough to find out A game where you Chute me that look And I start to climb the Ladder Even though I know I’m gonna have to slide back down eventually A game where I constantly think about the sweet Candy that is you and Land right back into reality Knowing you’ll never get the Clue And I’ll be the one who is Sorry Even though I should have known you were Trouble all along I’m starting to learn that this is Life And the War with myself isn’t worth it It isn’t worth feeling like the Paper While you are the Scissors when really we are both stuck under this Rock We just keep calling for Red Rover to send sanity right over our way so we can finally figure out the Monopoly of Forged seduction I’ll just continue to Go Fishing for the words to unlock our mystery so we can finally Connect our Four arms together ‘We” are becoming a game Where we are constantly Tagging each other to be the one to say It first A game where feelings are Cooties and we have to Circle our brains to find the Spot Where we find out if we even have a Shot You’ll just keep making me Tick While I try to find a way to Tack a label Toe how I feel Until I realise this is just Child's Play
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In another life, I would not be the girl I am today. I would not be too pale too freckley too fat too awkward too lonely too quiet too much of a pushover too oily too pimpley too plain. In another life I imagine myself as a silent assassin. With power and might; I glide the rooftops and dominate the night. In another life I am a sassy bad girl. I'd pop off in seconds, and attack with cunning skill, so that none would mess with me, unless they'd want to get killed. In another life I am a thin and hollow body, a nameless maiden who roams halls of white tile. Donned in a buckled down white jacket that crosses at the arms so I constantly get to hug myself. In another life I am not the girl I am today. I would be someone, with a story worth telling.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 10:18 AM UTC
Another Life
The first time you Said hello, I didn't know whether To freeze at the fact That you were acknowledging my existence Or to freeze at the ******* fact That YOU were acknowledging my existence. She was a writer and I fall inlove **** easily. Her metaphors, similes, sonnets on Sunday mornings. but she never wrote about me "I loved you (past tense) but you never quite loved me" Concrete would crack and grow old before you ever admitted that you needed me and at the time I didn't think much of it Because my mind Was 3 years ahead, contemplating on which apartment we should call "Ours", but I should've seen the signs and listened to my fragile but accurate heart. I chose not to, Because who would? (Nothing good ever comes from listening to the voice Inside your chest) This poem is about you, but it is also not about you. Because if I leave you under the impression that it's meant for somebody else, I might be able to salvage my barley-breathing pride Or I could swallow it. In hopes that it doesn't claw it's Way out of my mouth And whisper the words 'I still love you' That would be awful.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC
what was vs what is
I barely know you. I don't know your favourite colour or how you like your coffee On a cold morning, I don't know a thing about who you loved, or who loved you I know none of these things. but I do know your heart, your soul; you intrigued me like a new book in the winter, Darling
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 10:20 AM UTC
I know nothing
I don't know if I'm in love with you Or the idea of you And that terrifies me
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC
you in particular?
Every time I see you with her Another star in my supercluster of hopes **Burns Out**
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC
I'm running out of constellations
I want to tear my flesh off And break my rib cage open And pull my heart out To stop this awful pain I want to fall off the edge of a cliff Arms stretched out wide And hit the ground silently And never ever be found I want to drown in deep blue waves Have them pull me down deeper Because their suffocation Wouldn't hurt me like you do I want you to understand what you do to me And see how much it hurts I want you to vow to never do so again And help me fix my wounded soul
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
because none of that could ever hurt as much as this
I can hear you voice in my head, Clear as a summer day, Speaking those dreadul words I heard so long ago And I flinch Just as I did when your words first slapped me in the face
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
its hard to get over
Your back is turned to me And I am freezing cold But I won't cover up, Hoping your warm arms will reach out to me again
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
cold shoulder
I finally got rid of my anxiety Only to have it attack me In my dreams
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC
Subconscious