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Jul 2018 · 205
The 24th March
Armand-DeamoJC Jul 2018
I never thought of it that way
What would be the last time we'll kiss
I guess I never knew true pain before
What would be the last time I could hold you
I knew she'll be my Ex-Girlfriend in the future
But I thought it would be when we're married
She's with another man now
And I'm alone and fading
Jul 2018 · 158
After It All
Armand-DeamoJC Jul 2018
I follow these words that I write
But now I know that things are not right
Her words made me smile so bright
And inside me she lit a light
Since that day I'm too weak and tired to fight
For inside me I've lost all might
But holding her now, would be such a delight
Though hurting her again is my biggest fright
Now I'm saying goodbye instead of goodnight
You only smiled and turned out that same light
Jun 2018 · 168
Trust
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
Ha'e you e'er let someone truly in?
Opened up to them
told 'em everything tha' was bothering you
Told them th' stories of your past

Having that luxury of opening up
Hath been the sweetest gamble when won,
but the most bitter loss in life
is when you realise there is no trust left to give,
for you've lost everyone
you ever
trusted
Jun 2018 · 725
Not a True Poem
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
This is not a poem, 'tis a story
The story of how I went so far backwards
'tis the story of me falling in love
and falling... out of life

I fell for a girl, and I ****** her up, because I was scared
This is not a poem

I lost this amazing girl, and drank away my sorrows
Under age and a drunken mess
This is not a poem

I had a friend, she helped me through that mess
and I hurt her more than I ever knew or realised
I was too stuck in my own ****
drunk and high
escaping reality
again and
she left

This is not a poem
I realized that she had not left and she only escaped me dragging her down
I cannot connect or attach with anyone
For I have lost too much of myself
to take that thing away from
another person, because
is a ravaged thing and
I'm and untold lore
and this is not a
True Poem
'tis a story of
a brokenhearted
and pathetic little boy
who had not told his lore
to anyone, but one and thus
He realized 'tis not a story
to be told for anyone
written words here
**This is not a poem
My apologies if it is not what was expected or true
Jun 2018 · 208
Self Sabotage
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
Those I have loved the most, I've hurt even more
Those I've pushed away, I've been afraid to care for
I had not seen the end of life, but I've felt it
I have seen my victory of the war within, but I've tasted defeat

I've drank away my sorrows, but I've already drowned in them by then
I fear nothing, not because of being brave
'tis for I have already lost what I feared to
Another unfinished poem, but just a mere idea. It's my dream to touch people with my poems, but something has withered within me
Jun 2018 · 277
Pain
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
'tis a word that hath been diceived for plesure or satisfaction

'tis a word that doth not be uséd in the ways we believéd

'tis our own perception and perspective instead of the horrid truth

Pain is the only feeling we can use to seperate love from hate when it's all that's real
Jun 2018 · 2.5k
How it's treated
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
When one finds a box of six puppies in the road
would one take five puppies and leave one?
Taking all six is proper human code,
"leave one alone to starve", said none.

I've been left alone and all my loved ones taken away
I have learned to walk alone, but I always stray

We may not compare animals to humans,
but the Romans can compare letters and numbers

A dog and a wolf is compared by us,
but a wolf fights for it's own survival
whilst most dogs sleep in comfort
and are fed by us

The million dollar question is...
why am I the puppy left in the box alone
to fend for myself, for there is none
I don't know if this even makes sense, hopefully soon something will
Jun 2018 · 778
I know darling
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
She
She stopped me that night,
she told me that it's alright

She told me that she's not stupid
the reason we're together's not, because of cupid

Me

I asked her what she meant
Her love cost me no rent

I told her she's confusing me
I knew what else it could be

**

She saw that I only want my once true love
she said that she understands it will be rough

We part ways and never again did we speak
I'll never forget the times we had at willow creek

Last of her that I heard, she was underneath the ground
at peace with herself, she and death is now bound
Probably not the best I've written, but at least better rhyme schemes. It's a poem about how I used someone to get my mind off my ex, and the person fell for me, and I didn't know and then I decided to let her go, because she was better off without me
Jun 2018 · 386
The Truth
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
I have no idea why they come back
They seek something in me that I cannot give
Love is the thing that I lack
If I feel it again, I might not live

The feeling is sometimes my pain
Though when in pain I better my game
Maybe they come back for that gain
Do I have the secret to get a woman and tame

I look into their eyes and picture someone else
The truth is that I only want my ex
And they're only drowning me in ***
I have love for her, but in stealth

Being with them numbs the pain
And the storm in my heart has more than rain
The women are all that keep me sane
And I cannot get rid of all these memories in my brain
The emotions are overwhelming and they leave me in pain
"Just Dial the number, and restart the game."
This might be the most emotional I was while writing a poem, and this is actually how I felt, I wrote it a week ago, but decided to post it today
Jun 2018 · 507
Love in the dark
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
She saw through me
And I told her that if she'd dare
To commit to the stare
I'm not what she thinks me, be

She doth dare to commit to the stare
I said o'er the light is more dark
Her eyes turned to glare
My demons now freely walk

She saw through my eyes and into my soul
She saw the hell within me
She saw the wars I fight within me,
but she couldn't accept it

She saw good and perfection, and I saw nothing anymore
I was a good man with her
I was a wonderful person with her

I'm left in the dark now
Some might even call me vacant
I'd just say I'm lost
Jun 2018 · 1.7k
His once true love
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2018
His vilification and forgery of happiness
Had scorned her love
And as he used to lay down
On the sweet and soft river bed
With the placid waves merging around him
The Crepuscular light peeking at twilight

He watches herfrom the corner of both eyes
Tearing apart as another man caresses her
He breaks even further apart
As he misses her warm embrace
Her silky touch on his ragged face
Her crisp ogling through his mind into his soul

Her precious love had him engaged
Her mellifluous persuasive voice had been
What he missed the most
He desired to taste such love again,
But he knew and he knew
That there is none quite equal to her
How I feel about someone I loved dearly, but I'm too emotionally unstable to give her what she wanted and I lost her and she's moved on
May 2018 · 407
Disintegratingly he
Armand-DeamoJC May 2018
She said he's okay, but when they kissed...
He thought of her
She said he's handsome...
But the only person that knew his scars were her
She said she loved him, but he said nothing back, because he knew that if he would, it would be for her
He smiled, because he had not shed a single tear since he lost her
He smiled, because he couldn't give in, and he drank to numb it all
If only she were her
May 2018 · 195
Dreams...
Armand-DeamoJC May 2018
I dreamt of reaching the mountains so far away and
I dreamt of reaching the clouds so high up
I grieved a loss those times

Today the mountains are near
Tomorrow the clouds are clear
And the pain that felt like yesterday, was months away

— The End —