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  Oct 2017 Carlyy
ThePoet
Just because I bear the pain,

it doesn’t mean it’s bearable.

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Carlyy Oct 2017
There’s “something” missing.
I’ll put it that way,
For my own sake.

My hopes are afraid of these heights
Many come and go,
Falling has become a starry-eyed fear

I find all it takes is,
Some artful kind words,
An image of “dreams come true,”

And finish me off with a smile,
Of the eyes,
just as the mouth.

I won’t settle for anything less than genuine.
A lesson learned from beyond me
A lesson, nonetheless.


            
              «c.h.b.»
i made a friend and we’re good but...he makes me feel good about myself and my life....to the point I don’t know how to feel about him.
Carlyy Oct 2017
There’ll never be a day,
You look through my windows,
As I’ll never see through yours.
But I do love surprises.


                                             «c.h.b.»
And that’s me being a pessimist in love
  Oct 2017 Carlyy
Ky Blackstar
They say that when an artist dies, God lets them paint the sky and lately I've been thinking a lot about what my sunset would look like
  Oct 2017 Carlyy
Everett V Minshall
Look onward to the sky
perhaps life will seem simpler.

Look onward to the sky
and smoke a cigarette,
perhaps life will seem calmer.

Look onward to the sky,
then drink a beer
and smoke a cigarette,
perhaps life will seem funnier.

Look onward to the sky,
while holding her hand,
then drink a beer
and smoke a cigarette,
perhaps life will seem less lonely.

Look onward to the sky,
but listen to the silence
while holding her hand,
then drink a beer
and smoke a cigarette,
perhaps life will seem more relaxing.

Look onward to the sky
when thinking about life,
but listen to the silence
while holding her hand,
then drink a beer
and smoke a cigarette,
perhaps life will seem more enjoyable.

Look onward to the sky
even if it's for a little bit.
4/21/14
Carlyy Sep 2017
The memories I have stored
Tell me, I'm missing some.


                                        «c.h.b.»
Carlyy Sep 2017
Too many times to count,
I've changed
My mind.
Too many of your doubts,
Caused me to stay caged,
Disappointed to find,
Me.
    

                                      «c.h.b.»
It's like I am my own friend and enemy.
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