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 Jan 2014 cg
Sydney
Look at Me
 Jan 2014 cg
Sydney
Look at me

Look at me when you kiss her
And look at me when you tell me that my arms are more than bed posts
That my lips are more than pillows for you to rest your head on tonight
Look at me

Look at me when you say that you'll stay for breakfast
That you'll stay for dinner
That you'll stay forever
Look at me

Look at me when your hands are on her hips
And you tell me that my lips
Look best with your name on them
Look at me

Look at me as if my arms were a masterpiece
That you've been dying to see
As if my mouth held more than poetry
It doesn't have to be pretty
Look at me

Look at me right now
And tell me that somehow
Somewhere
This air isn't so hard to breathe
Look at me

Look at me because you are the moon
And i'm just afraid to be
The next Apollo 13
Don't pity me, don't pity me
Look at me

Look at me like you're the street
And I am floor 103
You always wanted to be someones last kiss
This is it

Look at me
 Jan 2014 cg
Tom Leveille
can you explain
what it means
to despise someone?
to frame hate
and hang it on your wall
to count the number of days
lost sleep in your coffee mug
with the aforementioned's
name expensively embroidered on it
an old feud, laid in skin
and memories
so long you no longer remember
what the original sin was
only the feeling endures
an anticlimax
that you could go on
and on for hours about
without rest
so much pathos
teeming under the surface
that you could erupt
in volcanic tantrums
at the sound of a name
the way you clench your fists
until your fingers bite blood
from your palms
over street signs that bring up
old memories
the way you dream
of burning chairs
you heard they sat in
you find solace in the fact
that you are conscious
of this pervasive madness
that you are not tired of
and never will be
It's
bleeding rain,ripping through and
dripping out of the sky again
anyone got a
bandage?
...and Noah sails off in the ark....laughing insanely.
 Jan 2014 cg
berry
Untitled
 Jan 2014 cg
berry
this is not a poem. this is a plea. this is me begging you to hear me when i tell you that i love you. my voice is weak and shaking like the branches of a willow in the wind. my hands are trembling like tremors under the surface of the earth. my vision is so blurred that i can barely focus my eyes as i type. i can feel the impending collapse of my lungs as they are further crushed by the weight of all my anxieties. my strength is fading, but i'm still screaming for you, only you don't seem to hear me. i'm reaching for you but you won't take hold of my hand. i swear to god i'm trying with everything i have to hold you together, but i'm terrified it's not enough. the very thought of your nonexistence consumes me in a fear i have never known. i have never been good at telling people i need them, but i can tell you how vacant this world would be if you left it. everything would change. you can't come in to my life like you did and then just leave it with no warning. you can't do that to me. you can't tell me that you want to marry me and then try to disappear without so much as a goodbye. you just can't. so i don't mean to make you feel guilty, i just need you to understand. don't you know what it would do to me if you left? how many times are you going to almost-die before you realize i will never be the same if you do?
 Jan 2014 cg
berry
a prayer
 Jan 2014 cg
berry
my darling,
you were my heaven -
hallowed be thy veins.
thy kingdom come, my affection won.
your love, though a hellfire, was heaven.
give me a chance to clear my head.
forgive me, for not recognizing
your voice among the masses,
as i forgive those who break my trust.
lead me not into isolation
but deliver me from myself.
for thine is the space
here in my ribcage
forever & ever.
amen.

- m.f.

— The End —