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BlueRain Jan 2017
Sometimes I wish I were dead
Locked in a wooden cage and buried six feet under
Just so I wouldn't have to feel.
Or deal with the reality before me
Sometimes I wish my heart could be ripped out &
shattered to pieces before my eyes
To reflect the shattering I feel on the inside.
Sometimes I wish I would stop feeling...

These tears that fall
Are seen as a sign of weakness
But what these tears are
Are a testament of hardships;
Of trying times only the Bravest could survive

These tears
Are a reflection of the open wounds
that still pulsate
Desiring care and healing
But are instead seared open,
& made to bleed all over again.
          Welcome to my heart...*                      

*#BlueRain
2017
BlueRain Jan 2017
I gave my Gold to my King,
He rejected it with a venomous sting.
I gave my Diamond to my Queen,
She treated it as though it was something unclean,
I gave my Ruby to my Prince,
His reaction only made me wince.
I gave my Sapphire to my Princess,
Her reaction was  by far the worst.
I gave my Silver to the court jester,
His treatment of it was no better.

Saddened, alone and let down,
I quickly left the castle ground.
I found a Pauper on the street,
And laid my jewels down at his feet.
He smiled at what he saw,
Perhaps because  he found in them no flaw.
He gathered them & held them close to his chest,
At last! I'd found someone who'd appreciate them best.

#BlueRain
2017
Finding acceptance in the most unexpected places...
BlueRain Dec 2016
Love, never did I understand it
Gradually consuming your heart bit by bit
To fall in love, I never thought was my fate
A Coward’s Coward, I shunned thoughts of love away
I built a wall around me, impenetrable and strong
To shield my heart, keep out all the wrong
Let you in though, not sure why
Like fire, my being had come alive
Bit by bit, I built my universe around you
Bit by bit, I gained a sense of truth
Bit by bit, it all came tumbling down
Bit by bit, war destroyed my firm ground
Like a dream dissolved, we waned out
Every sense of truth became a waning doubt
Bit by bit I rebuilt my life
After taking all this into my stride
Bit by bit, I learned to move on
Now my heart is once again strong...

#BlueRain
  2016
An old poem I came across...from  7 years ago
  Dec 2016 BlueRain
Pagan Paul
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It sings to me
          a pretty lullaby.
In the silent hour...
          ...j'entend ton coeur.

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© Pagan Paul (04/12/2016)
  Nov 2016 BlueRain
Hayleigh
I refuse to spill my heart over any more pages for you.

How do I heal if I break every time I feel?
  Nov 2016 BlueRain
Kay Ireland
Let me show you
All the words I cannot find.
Let me write them
On your neck in faded lipstick stains.
Close your eyes.
Listen to my shaking hands.
They have a code of their own,
One that only you can understand.
Listen to them rattle against your chest.
Feel the heat of my breath
Glide over your cheek.
Listen to what it’s telling you.
Feel my teeth tug at your bottom lip.
Let me get as close to you as I can
Without losing myself completely.
I can’t say this aloud.
Just listen to my body,
Decipher the language it speaks, wordlessly.
Somewhere in this mess,
The purest love I could ever muster.
A diamond
In all of our rough.
It's getting more difficult being without him.
  Nov 2016 BlueRain
Secret-Author
Should you add
another cloud
to rain above my head,
I'll bring the light
to make it shine
and create a rainbow,
instead.

And should the day
turn into night
before we've had our time,
I'll sing for the stars
and the moon above
to see the black sky
shine.
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