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Heartaches from heartbreak
It's love death takes
Our mistakes
Waiting for fate
Trusting fake feelings
Left me empty after peeling
And revealing what kindness
Was concealing
A bindness to healing
Others for myself
Out of love or selfish
**** it I won't even finish this.

But maybe that's the problem
But how long should I call them?
I told her twice
How I could love her for life
But I was second best
Absence made her second guess
But she can't confess her mess
But I see your pain in scars
And love you no less
You've come this far
I'm here for you
Come with me
Just say, yes.

Tender plush
Violent hush
Golden lush
Rose mush.
-Luca Ivaldi
I asked the Lord
Why do I stay awake at night
Thinking of they who do not think of I?
Why do I worry for those who hurt me?
Why do I pray for they who close their ears?
Why do I share you with those who mock me?
Why do I love they who do not love me?

He said simply, “Because you are mine."

-Luca Ivaldi
The push and pull of love,
She came like a riptide.
Fought to keep my head above,
Pulled me under from the inside.
God I wish I had died.

-Luca Ivaldi
Does God choose to love?
Does he choose me?
Or am I mandatory?
“I love you with the love of Jesus” I say.
Tried to explain to a girl one day,
that I can love her more.
Cause if I chose him;
And God loves me.
But I choose you too;
And you choose me.
What's stronger than the love
that creation breeds?
Dedicating souls and lives.
Wrestling our dualities.
It's ridiculous.
Still no taste of this.
But maybe that's the reason?
Lord knows I barely love myself;
And the world loves me even less.
But God's love has always been;
And God's word has always been “Yes”.

-Luca Ivaldi
T'was a passing thought...
You,

Pull her in all directions.
Dull in her perfections.
Affections like gravel.
Took a trip because she needed to unravel.

She said to unravel her.
Wayward traveler,
Lost in all directions,
Tossed imperfection,
Take what you need.
Naked eyes don't see conceit.
“I'm sorry for my deceit”,
Your fallacy defeat.
Maybe you should take a seat.
Understand, real men are naught weak.
Toil in sweat all week.
Ripping it to make ends meet.
But y'all do you.
I never meant to,

Pull her in all directions.
Dull in her perfections.
Affections like gravel.
Took a trip because she needed to unravel.

Sincerely,

-Luca Ivaldi
It's personal...but not if I make it an allegory!!
Not too sure where my mind is.
I seem to be losing my self.
Thoughts running in free verse,
Thots running in reverse.
I'm sorry I can't help my self.
Like I said I'm sorry,
I, really can't help my self
Losing everyone else.

I see now it's just me, I'm toxic.
Boy. Like you said it's not rocket
Science it makes sense.
I get how you feel.
But what tense are we in?
Is It something i did or you think I'll do?
I'm confused.

Removing my self from y'alls situation.
Losing people seems to be habituation.
Feelings burn in recreation.
Feelings burn for re-creation.
But it's not about the rhyme.
Literary rules meant to be broken.
Though when I'm free is when I find
The worst times.

-Luca Ivaldi
....
I pray she's worth the 8,057 heart wrenching nights, and counting...
Oh boy...
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