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826 · Jan 2019
Not Enough
Elizabeth Herzog Jan 2019
The love I have for you just isn't enough.
324 · Jan 2019
Why try?
Elizabeth Herzog Jan 2019
We look into each other's eyes.
Mine shining so brightly,
Yours wilding so frightfully.
I see you as a rose, so angelic and romantic.
You see me as a ****, so week and bleak.
I think about you like an angel hitting my every angle. So mesmerizing and hypnotizing...

Open your eyes little girl,
For love is just a place where someone can go to drown, and never to be found...

So why try?
301 · Jan 2019
Daddy Dearest
Elizabeth Herzog Jan 2019
1 day,
He'll come back.
1 week,
Maybe he's on a trip?
1 year,
He'll visit someday.
2 years,
I'll visit someday.
3 years,
We'll visit in our dreams one night.
4 years,
I won't give up on you, Daddy Dearest.
287 · Jan 2019
Momma's Words
Elizabeth Herzog Jan 2019
I desperately look into her eyes,
Trying to send a message that my mouth will not.
It's as she heard my plea,
And out of her mouth came her soothing words,
Wrapping around me in a hug and trapping me there,
Making me face my reality with a new found determination.
283 · Feb 2019
Blind Love
Elizabeth Herzog Feb 2019
I didn't notice that you were abusing me until I left you.

I didn't notice that you thought I was so weak until i left you.

I didn't notice that I was hurting myself, because I loved you until I left you.

I didn't notice that you didn't love me until I left you.

I didn't notice that I was so blind... Until I left you.

The wrong love will leave you blind.

The right love will make you see new things.
234 · Jan 2019
There Will Always Be Light
Elizabeth Herzog Jan 2019
Some nights the stars are hidden behind the clouds.
There is no light in the dark, midnight sky.

At least not in the place you're looking.
Sometimes you're just looking in the wrong place.
215 · Jan 2019
Weak
Elizabeth Herzog Jan 2019
One name,
One word,
Two syllables,
Is all it takes for everything to come rushing back.
To remember his calloused hands roaming my young body.
To remember his fingers penetrating my skin.
To feel his sharp nails dig into my bony arm.

One name,
One word,
Two syllables,
Is all it takes to make me feel so weak.
192 · Jan 2019
Passing Along
Elizabeth Herzog Jan 2019
Tears accompany the leaves flowing down the street.
Leaving behind a broken heart for the wind to pass along.

— The End —