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I am myself Aug 2012
Apathy is a blight
It is walking between the worlds
Trapped in twilight
No black and no white
Only murky dull gray
A fog impenetrable
Made of tears from another time
Woven by happy songs that used to rhyme
You feel no love
Antipathy either
It comes creeping in
Like a spider
Broken jagged shards of glass
Floating in an empty space
Never colliding
Always trying
To reach out and sever the gray
You may wish to feel
More likely you won't care
Pain is a price you must pay
If you wish any other feeling
Don't bottle it up
The affects will leave you reeling
While the fog seeps out
Like jello congealing
I am myself Jul 2012
Kk
I've been told over and over
You are too young to love
Yet coerced into professing love for everyone around me
If I can feel love for all of these
A different sort of love isn't so far fetched
And if I can love
My heart can break
It can be bruised, battered, crushed and shattered
I am young
But my heart is ancient
It bleeds for the injuries given to loved ones
It doubts at every turn
I doubt myself
When against a challenge
I will admit to a great self esteem
But when I think that maybe you disagree
My fears return magnified a thousand fold
So long no one has neared my heart
Because of the agony I see inflicted on others
Even now I watch tears fall
Her heart crushed
The ache of it overwhelming
Bearing down
Inhibiting her breath
I am reminded
Of that exact torture
Caused so ruthlessly
Yet I would live it all over again to save her one tear
To take away this pain
My own fears drive me insane
Standing on the edge I will gladly dive in
If her wounds were to be healed
My own life is nothing
Just don't let her hurt anymore
It makes me burn with every vile emotion
So young
So innocent
This first broken heart as bad as every one to come
I know they will come
But she is my little sister
It should never happen
If only I could prevent it
That is what I was meant for
I am myself May 2012
The sun with his ever seeing face
Had never seen a being with such grace
He called to her
Come be my bride!
But she was a harlot
Never will I go to your side!
For days the clouds cried
Endless empty nights
The sun had lost his light
She was as cold as she was lovely
But calculating enough to see the gain
So she took to the sky
I will keep my vow she proclaimed
Never will I cease to cause you pain
My domain is the empty night
To which I will bring a bit of light
If you try to touch me I will make you bleed
Your blood is the cost of such greed
Hastily the sun agreed
But soon he began to crave
A single touch that she gave
At sunset he reached out
The moment his skin contacted hers
He was covered in icy burns
His blood spilled across the sky
In no more time than the blink of an eye
Yet morning and night
He continues to try
To touch the one
Who is his bride
I am myself May 2012
They had been somewhat friends for years
He'd been around through her tears
Had no idea of her pain and fears
She never saw him
Not as he truly was
One day she looked at him
And her butterflies danced
She kept looking
With every glance
Something was uncovered
His heart
Aspirations
Humor
Kindness
His likes and dislikes
Each new discovery
Was a priceless treasure
Every moment together
They drew closer
Just seeing him
Made her heart soar
When apart she craved his company
He has become her best friend
But also so much more
I am myself May 2012
Him
I miss you so I pine
They think I've lost my mind
Absence creates a longing
Unable to be quenched
Don't think that I'm not trying
I just can't handle this
An apparition of you haunts me
Teasing and taunting me
Never set me free
You are my sun
The oxygen in my lungs
I may sound obsessed
That's a little true
No less nor more can I reveal
About the way you make me feel
Without sounding quite insane
You're like a fever in my brain
I'll gladly bare this pain
As long as your lips speak my name
Agony beats out apathy
I do not desire sympathy
My reward is your smile
For which I've searched all this while
It's the little things you do
That continually draw me to you
I am myself May 2012
Hair the color of ebony
So spiky and shiny
Falling across your face
Makes me long to displace it
The color you turn
Reminds me of sunburn
I prefer you making faces
To displaying social graces
Your eyes shine oh so bright
Filled with evil delight
Specially in a fight
Your voice is a melody
To my ears oh so lovely
I really love listening to you
Talk and tease the way you do
A perfect balance
Serious mixed with laughter
Something about you makes me happy
This started out a joke
But thinking of you
Makes me all gooey
Gah how'd you do this to me!
I am myself Feb 2012
We are compatible
In a world of even numbers
You are a matching oddball
Maybe even mine
I'm not ready
To give you my heart
But somewhere you'll find
I'm missing a part
You've stolen a piece of me
Not of my flesh nor bone
That little tiny portion
Has crawled inside of you
It beckons to me
Behind my ribs my heart throbs
Ranging from dull ache
To searing pain
Only am I free
When you are near
Your voice eases my troubles
In time you will see
A piece of your heart
Is inside of me
Until then
I will refrain
From calling you
Silly pet names
Goodbye My matching Oddball
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