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now
i need you to need me
 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
Micaiah
The sun is still up
Your time is almost up
Where have you been
Did you feel any rush
or do I have to hush
and put a lot of cream

Do I have to buy you a watch
Because you seem like you had a 7-hour flight
The sunset carves your silhouette
As if you were a part of the 7 greatest wonders

Your voice penetrates my ears
unexpectedly
it starts to damage its functions
Did you overhear my name
Or was it from your own private research

I've been seeing your face lately
Is it a mirage or are you next to me
You're with those other girls
While I'm foolishly occupied by you
Appearing randomly is a bad idea

I've waited for that adrenaline moment to come
Your motorcycle is a heavy attractive ride
Holding you tight was serenity
I'd probably miss my head on your shoulders
As the wind celebrate our joyfulness
Or was I alone in my own twisted, never-ending game
 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
Pdub
Like a mirage
You enticed me in,
I kept my distance at first
But like always, you win

It wasn't until I was exhausted
Of chasing your mirage
That I opened my eyes wide
And saw nothing but a façade

The triviality of it all
Isn't what I'm chasing after
Because in order to create a mirage
You have to be seeking an answer
if hanging myself up to dry
and folding my sheets end over end
would bring you back to me,
i would be wrung out
and my sheets would be crisply creased.

but i'm still dripping wet
and my sheets are still crumpled on the floor.
                                                          ­                            - h.m.r.
My dearest darling
we were
doomed
from the start,
disillusioned and
dangling
from our
disproportionate
determination,
left to drown
in the
dreams
gone to waste.
I saw scars upon her arms
I cried when I saw her scars
I promised never to hurt her
I said new ones woundnt appear

Now there are new ones
Now I have hurt her
Now I cry as the number increases
Now I see only scars upon her arms
I'm sorry I didn't mean to break your trust. I truly am sorry
i'll be 23 at a liquor store on my way to a party
the boy who i'm with will think my name is sorry
maybe the cuts will be scars by then
but that doesn't mean i'll be better
i still won't know how to be sober
i'll be in a stranger's bathroom
crying my eyes out,
they'll think it's just the shrooms
but it'll be you, it'll always
be you
i'll talk about the boy who didn't love me back
even with *** and alcohol in the equation.
maybe i'll be okay then,
but it'll never hurt less
i'm bleeding words because i can't bleed blood anymore
 Dec 2014 Haley Elizabeth
eb
dying, then living.
crying, then smiling.

It is you,
*you.
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