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Jude Quinn Apr 2019
We the sun rising,
A day here and a night gone.
Tears at sunset come.
Jude Quinn Apr 2019
As time slowly moves along
It seems so strange
Memories are the only thing we've got.
I've been missing your skin ever since you left,
But I've forgotten how it feels.

Now the night rolls around
And brings with her
Mysteriously familiar sensations.
It makes you wish the moon never fell down.

Another day of sun, another day apart,
But in the dark we are impervious to time.
Jude Quinn Apr 2019
I've been thinking about going away
Ever since the spring started,
There's something about the flowers
That doesn't suite me well.

But I don't want people close to me
To cry over things that can't be changed.
My mind is pretty messed up
And I need time to put it in place.

I don't wanna take pills,
I wanna be strong and pull my own weight,
But the sun keeps shining in the sky
And taking me down with its rays of light.

I don't wanna take pills,
I wanna be strong and pull my own weight,
But I need you.
Nothing against antidepressants. I think I just wanna express my fear of the idea of depending of them. It'd be great if you could share your experiences with them with me. :)
Jude Quinn Apr 2019
Children of the night,
Run out and fall in love.
This world will try to take you down,
But your hearts are tough.
We won't be victims of cynicism,
We will be survivors.
Let's be punks, let's fall in love.
Jude Quinn Apr 2019
You asked me if I miss you,
and I do, terribly,
but I can't anymore.

I need to move on,
we need to move on.
I can't write any more sad poems.

Although it hurts,
although there are nights when all I wanna do is jump out of bed and run to wherever you might be,
although life is just not the same without you near me.

I'm just gonna have to carry that pain
and we are gonna have to learn to live missing each other.

There are no fairy tale endings in life,
nor are there always bittersweet ones,
sometimes, there are just endings.

At least we will always have poetry.
I'll see you at the end of another sentence.
Jude Quinn Apr 2019
When trapped in a system, the only viable option of escape is that which makes no logical sense.

When confronted with a seemingly indifferent and senseless world wherein cruelness slowly smothers our soul, our only means of escape are love and compassion.

I'll give you the clothes off my back, even if we may never meet again, even if you'd never do the same for me, even if you might hate me. I don't do it because I may have something to win, but precisely because there's no reward for it.

I want nothing from you beyond what you wish to give me. If it is nothing then give me nothing, but I'll give you everything I have should you feel the need for it.
This is a new philosophy I'm developing for my life. What do you think about it?
Jude Quinn Apr 2019
Before you leave,
let me whisper your name to the wind
that follows you out of this room
so it never disappears.

Maybe one day
it'll come back to me.
Until then,
I'll leave my window open
and hope you let me be in your dreams;
you know I'll let you be in mine.
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