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Failing in life
When I am close
Feels like losing a life
But I have to move on
Because I am not destined to only one thing
No one wants failure in their life
Sometimes we are close
But we are defeated by time
Nothing can help us
But only your confidence
Giving up is a sin
Trying for cause is gain
Never lose your hope
It's been awhile
since I've seen your face
in all that it is --
your inviting dimples,
the flecks of gold in your eyes,
the pinkish tones in your lips
-- and I can't take much more of it.
 Feb 2014 Chase Gagnon
Tiffany
I’ll close my eyes and let go
Of all the memories we made
I’ll let them flow away
Like the blood from this blade

I see her in your arms
And it cuts me to the quick
There isn’t much that hurts me more
Now my wrists are feeling slick

I don’t do it for attention
Or to get you back
I do it for the pain
It helps keep me on track

I can focus on the pain
And it gets me through the night
Which is when I miss you most
When the moon is shining bright

I’m getting dizzy now
But I still see your face
You’ll always be a part of me
You’ll witness my disgrace

The tears are flowing now
As the world is growing black
But I still hear your voice
Like it’s sounding through a crack

You’re calling out her name
And I feel my heart give way
Why is it that in death
You still cast me astray?
If it weren’t for other artists I would not love what I do

They make my ideas brighter when I’m making something new

Each one has a certain style that lets who they are shine through

I like to think that when I write I have a style too

And you’ll never see a piece alike. No, not a single two

It really is quite gripping that it’s all so unique and true

And I can almost not believe all the different points of view

It really proves we’re each our own and no one can do it quite like you

No matter what the art you choose, or where you’re from, or who

Cheers to all the artists, and I bid to you, adieu!
My Blog: http://louisebleger.wordpress.com/
today you looked
across the table at
me. you said, "I
think you were
too scared of me."
but I wasn't scared
not of you
no
no
never I just needed
you so much that
it terrified me.
 Feb 2014 Chase Gagnon
Tom McCone
personification and retreat
I am here like I am here
like I am or have been here
overridden and steadfast
folded like wideswept domains
I broke walls I count splinters I pack light and swing heels I am broken most of the time and I kind of like it
it’s easy to construct
socket set memories
a forest of meaning sprouting up defining swan songs
and their resonant structures
crawl down the valley all sweet and serene
29/11/12
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