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Should I die before you, forgive me
Forgive my absent shoulder for your head
For my ears hearing not your cries
For my arms too numb to hold you

Should I die before you, forgive me
Forgive my image for slipping through your mind
For my voice for echoing to silence
Forgive my heart for not beating more for you

Should I die before you, forgive me
Forgive me for shattering our future plans  
For turning our happy places into ghost towns
For taking your happiness to the grave with me

Should I die after you, I forgive you.
No, it’s not true
I’m not trying to change you
I just want you to see
You are most beautiful at your natural state
Your extensions blur your crown
Your powder and paint distort your beauty
It blinds not only I but you to your esteem
No, it’s not true
I’m not trying to demean you
I just want you to see
If they make you so beautiful and empowered
Why do you wipe it off for me and put it on for them?
Do you hate me that much that I’m to look at the ugly you?
If you can’t see who you are, who should?
beauty deceive power esteem pride love truth
I love you, you love me
I think
I see you, you see me
I think
I miss you, you miss me
I doubt
I am yours, you are mine
I ...

Sometimes you are
Abstracted
Ever present
Extremely vocal
So reticent

Honestly I am being unfair
Those are my thoughts
Not my reality
I think
I know You'll never hurt me
I think

Sometimes I am
Abstracted
So reticent
Confused
Dear World
Im not sure if you’ve noticed
I’m writing shorter pieces in my torn state
I fear soon there’ll be nothing but an ellipsis  
It’s not your fault, world.
It’s the rose bush I’ve been in
Oh World u
My eyes are soaked but my pen runs dry
Papers are storm tossed and torn
Heart hung out to dry
Oh World  
It is true;
Stars shine bright from the darkest corners
I am ashamed to admit you were right
A picture does tell a thousand tales
Though eying you in person creates a thousand tales
Envisioning your touch comes as close as the moon to the wolf
Yet feeling it in person feels fuller than the air in my lungs.
This space in between is vast I fear to breath
Please don’t turn blue - I plead to my reflection
To you; keep my pen inked, don’t let it run dry
Young heart don’t slow your rhythm
Your beat means so much more
Give it your all, keep us alive
Keep us alive
Young lungs don’t stop the flow
I hear your wheezing, don’t give in
Keep on till my hands reach the rope
Brain stay pure, the darkness isn’t home
it’s not to hang It’s for pulling up
Oh torn flesh, strained muscles
Just a little bit further
Keep your lids open, sunrise is upon us.
Hope despair pain end
Apple red cheeks sparkle
Drawing hands away from swords
Shading themselves from its glow
Dark corners of their hearts are illuminated by the glow of her teeth
Her eyes smile diligently as her lips
Luring foes to embrace each other
War chants turn to praise songs towards her
She walks by and metal strikes flesh
The soil floods and washes away peace in red
War peace beauty smile
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