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Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
Isn't it funny?
How one minute you depend on someone like they hold the entire world in their hand?
How in seconds, you can't even look them in the eye without biting your lip in pain?
How at the end of the day the person whom the best memories were made becomes a wave of sickening nostalgia?
Funny...isn't it?
part 2 ayeeeee
Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
i look up

jet black locks whip in my direction

his eyes catch mine

a chill runs down my spine

piercing my chest

dark brown eyes

...its him
Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
Sitting in the light
Craving for the dark

Hoping just to hide
All the feelings in my heart

Push them down a little farther
Till just the tips you see

But just wait until the suns up
All the ******* breaking free

It feels like there’s glass between us
Filled with pictures of our past

And the only way I see you
Is through the time I saw you last

It’s like a room that’s full of mirrors
Full of shadows and of doubt

Never seeing what you want to
Never truly getting out

Glancing at the moon
Feeling so alone

Watching all the clouds
Not an empty room

All I want is to be wanted
All I feel is just no feeling

Is the grass really that much greener
Or is there any point in seeing

A giggle in my heart
A stabbing in my mind

Can’t even explain my soul
What more is there to find

Blast the music louder
Cry a little harder

Hold me a little tighter
Never let me go

The more I watch you dance
The more I wanna cry

Two more things I wish I had
Two more and no more lies
this was a poem i wrote years ago... but still hits home
  Mar 2020 Ivy Davenport
Deanna
when ever i hear your name
my heart instantly
sinks
to the bottom of a
sea.
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