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Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
who did this to you...
was it him?

I knew it was him from the very start
you just hoped he'd prove you wrong

didn't you?
i love to hear your comments, makes me feel like im not screaming in an empty room:)
Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
together we're like a love song
playing on repeat
blasting too loud so the neighbors hear
or alone when we retreat
the rhythm stuck in both our heads
to hum throughout the day
don't know bout you,
my country boy
I wouldn't have it any other way
Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
only answers when there's pictures

only picks up when I'm undressed

only tells that he loves me when

I'm looking at my best

I've stopped answering your calls

now I'm leaving you on read

I want to real love

not lust inside your bed
find someone who knows where real value lies...
if i could change the world from what it is today
i would take away the bad and throw it all away
i would stop the wars and have a world so bright
no one in the world would ever have to fight

no more gobal warming and a planet acting strange
i would put it right and the world would never change
no more starving children dying everday
i put it right and this would go away

if i could do all this it would be a better place
and the world outside i could really face
Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
i wish people were boxes

cause boxes will always be plain

a box will hold baggage and junk

a box will stay in its lane

a box won't pretend its an airplane

that will fly you away on the clouds

or a vault to hold and protect you

from everything you might befall

a box will hold onto memories

a box will remain by your side

it may fold up and take a quick break

but its purpose will never surprise

you can take it wherever you go

it will help you out on your way

a box won't fake love though

while a person usually may
Ivy Davenport Mar 2020
i find a friend

and once again

i trip and then im lost

he waits for me and makes me tea

the next day out im tossed

she loved me dearly, heart and soul

but messed up was her mind

so once again im stuck in bed

no friends for me to find

he never understood my moods

but his eyes saw in so deep

i felt connection every day

but he was a friend i couldn't keep

next one was tall and boss of all

but she always kept me safe

all day long she'd yell and yawn

so i couldn't hold the pace

last one was very special

we both had shared a dream

hard to handle, much to bear

tearing at the seam

i have this terrible habit

i really need to break

trusting people with your heart

is more than it can take
looked through my pictures today... not one of the people who are in my favorite memories still care about me or can still be called "friend"

that was a harsh reminder... you never know what you have till its gone
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