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Hi It's Haliyah Nov 2014
I miss you
You break me
And stain me too

I miss your touch
Warm starlight,
Not asking too much

I miss your songs
When they drifted through me
And put aside my wrongs

I miss you.
A wisp of thought, an inspiration.
I think your broken too.
Hi It's Haliyah Nov 2014
Dangling on the branch
Burned black
That hangs over the river
Of dreams

I fell into a nightmare
That splashed my face
Waking me -Opening me up-
To drown

It was a flash
-Of my eyes gone white,
A face that wasn't mine-
Before I pulled up to the bank
Beneath the black tree,
Below that burned branch, the curse upon me
Hi It's Haliyah Nov 2014
I'm five blocks
Stacked inside a hole
Pick me a part, block by block
Just don't go looking for a soul

I'm discarded paper
Secrets torn apart
So they could hide
Safely in my heart

I'm bullets in a gun
Crashing headfirst into everything
Tearing through myself
With just a dying sting

I am empty air
I am what they never see
I am, simply, me
Hi It's Haliyah Nov 2014
I can still see those eyes
Pleading, that voice cries:
"Hold your tongue, hold your lies!"

I was banned
From words
From holding your hand

I can still see those lips
Falling, a smile slips
Then that voice that whips

I can stare
Forever, but I'll see nothing there
Only silence claims the air
Hi It's Haliyah Nov 2014
Bent corners
To mark the places I wanted to stay.
The memories I visited
Each day.

Little rips
Where life was exciting, a breath
From those lips,
Or arms of death.

Whispered words
Of a life on wings,
That I heard
The pages sing.
Hi It's Haliyah Nov 2014
We were young
When are heartbeats first begun

I let us fly
And you put
Stars in the sky

A storm had past
The drought came slow
And fire came fast

Burning winds raged but
We held on
We held on

We poured the water
So no one died
But I'd been slaughtered

We were old
When our hearts strained
And the words came cold
When the love we chased
Went to waste
Hi It's Haliyah Nov 2014
The words seem broken in my heart
Glass that cuts me open, and
Makes me bleed
Without them knowing

The words seem lodged inside my throat
Unshed tears,
Sobs I'm choking on

The words seem to make me whole
But they are my shortest bliss,
They are the whisper of a song
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