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2 and 2 are 4.
4 and 4 are 8.

But what would happen
If the last 4 was late?

And how would it be
If one 2 was me?

Or if the first 4 was you
Divided by 2?
 May 2015 Feelings deep within
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He kept trying to tiptoe around the word
but I just wouldn't let him.
"It's ***, you can say it. I know what *** is."
He laughed, looked me deeply in the eyes and
he said, "Fine, ***."
I smirked at him and he coyly did the same.
When she came back into the room and asked,
"gosh, I can't leave yall alone in a room for more than 5 minutes, huh?"
I looked over at him as he blushed a deep scarlet,
and I looked down as I smiled at the ground.
One second I am bold,
and the next I cannot help but to be so shy.
What is going on?
And no, I don't want *** from him. I just think he's incredibly dorky and cute. And somehow we got on this subject today? He said it first, not me.
maybe I could
help you now
change your life
bring you peace

maybe I should
hold you tight
give you light
make you right

maybe you want
just a taste
I hope you see
that's such a waste

open your eyes
wake up today
then you'll see
what you can be

it's your heart
you will understand
it's beautiful here
everything is clear

forget the pain
make it disappear
just decide to
turn on the lights
Bad news is:

You cannot make people like, love, understand, validate, accept or be nice to you. You can't control them either.


Good news is:

It doesn't matter.
be kind to yourself
Head down
Speak up
"No," I say aloud
For the first time in my life

stutter stutter stutter

I am worth more than what my emotions
Allow me to display

I swallow my nerves
Swallow the lump in my throat
"No," I repeat, louder now

Walk all over me, no more
Strive to please you, no more

I gather my thoughts
Gather my courage
And speak what my heart has to say

Ignore my mouth's confusion
My tongue is not passionate about talking
Until there is someone willing to listen

listen listen listen

I've had enough
So just stop

It's up to me
To shut you down
It's up to me
To open up

So just stop...
And listen.
I notice a recurring theme in my writing lately... Anyway, I got inspired on the Dart and this poem came to be!
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