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We used to sneak out of school and smoke under the bridge a mile down the road.
Bliss is the only word that comes to mind when I think back to coughing my lungs out with you againt that graffiti covered wall

Just us against the world

Unbreakable

Chapped lips and scarred wrists is how i remember you and my god

I loved you

So much more than either of us imagined.

If i could go back to those nights
us on my roof
nothing between us and the infinite sky

I would

But that's just a wish
A daydream i had on a smoke break at my dead end job.

I've let you go
And gone is how you must stay.

Theres still five minutes of my break left tho
Maybe I'll smoke another cigarette

And hope for a better dream
You had hurt me,
To the point where you were dead to me.
I went days, weeks, months, even,
Not thinking of you,
Until that god-awful day.
When I saw you again,
It was like seeing a ghost:
Fear filled me,
Then sorrow.
I wondered if you knew,
Just how much pain you’ve caused me.
I wondered if you were sorry about the whole thing:
The consant upsets,
The crying,
Ignoring me,
Repeating the same old routine.
You’re dead to me, still,
I just wish you’d stop haunting me.
Wrote this in 5 minutes. Going to start writing since I have a muse again
And I’ll be,
Sober,
By the time I reach heaven, I’ll be,
Humbled and on my knees,
Father can you,
Will you absolve me,
One last time

Fading out,
Awash in red,
And blue lights and a,
Car crash outside and a,
Language I don’t understand,
But I understand the divide,
I understand what it is,
To be awed by the velocity,
To bow out, and be passed by

Quiet lightning on an overload trip,
Wasted on electricity and the potency of memory,
And I think about how I got this way,
Spark without flame,
Unsustainable energy,
I study my veins, and I know,
This too will fail me, someday
When the stars fall down from
the sky, I am left standing, holding
onto the only piece of hope that is you,
I am falling for everything
Gaining nothing,
all, in part,
For You

I give my heart,
my soul,
my life,
You have blinded me like
the firey column that
you are, entrancing my senses,
numbing the pain,
for that,
everything.

Everything,
For You
Love blinds.
Though, It takes away the pain
I was torn between
Living the life that I was used to,
Hiding behind my hair,
Being happy to go unnoticed,

And changing my life
And living to my fullest
Without a care
Of who is watching.
I’m no longer going to attend her pity parties
At this point i don’t even want an invitation
I am still longing
For you.
I am home sick
For your hug.
I shed my tears in form of words
spiralling on a page
as a snake sheds it skin
dumping my rage
and the person I had been
there are nights where i stay up daydreaming of a wonderland

a wonderland of vignetted sepia books and tea stained lips,
a wonderland where the sun hides for a while, and lets us be real
a wonderland where no one else exists
so that my arms persist on staying around you

a wonderland where my hands lay in yours
while we read sappy poetry
poetry no one else we know would find interesting
but poetry that means the world to us;

a wonderland where rain falls in my backyard on orange trees
to the setting of our eyes like big blue seas
never parting
leaves rustling

a wonderland where music plays and sways so sway with me
to a light thunder storm
and kiss me slowly
so we can keep each others lips warm

because its cold in our winter wonderland
but a little cold never stopped anyone
a little cold in life slows us down, but we put on our jumpers and forge on

so forge on
my dear winter girl,
because i know that sometimes
a house isn't really a home
and it gets hard when I'm alone
so come whenever you feel like you cant stand
and lay with me, in our own winter wonderland.
It's that moment
right before the pain
swallows what will
you had left to struggle
against the tides
in the sea you had come to love.

It's the way in which
the garden you had spent
your entire life growing
withers and you lay
amongst the vines as they decay.

It's the way the moonlight
touches the darkened sky
but the blackness never fades.
It just goes on
for an eternity.

It's the way her voice fades
and she no longer
sings your name loud enough
for the heavens to hear.

Her eyes no longer crave
to see your smile
nor does her hand
long for the curvature
of your own.

When the goodbye is infinite
and the pain runs deep
enough to consume the love
you once had for life.

Goodbye.
The final goodbye...
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