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Would that I could love you again.
Comparable to the moment we traded glances.

Ever knowledgeable to know,
that wishing cannot save me now.
Just like it never had.

Harder still,
to bear the weight of letting go.

Wanting all I can with both hands.
Like grasping smoke to a similar consequence.

The rest will be of ash and dust;
I will breathe nothing so lovely again.
 Feb 2013 Lael Kafsky
DG
If I were him
I would be sure not to make his mistakes

because he does not know
how much he lost

If I were him
I would not let us die

oh how I wish I were him
through my tears i tell  him i dont know if i can do this....
i dont know if i will make it!
i cant do what they expect of me
calmly he sits by me with his hand on my shoulder and tells me
YOUR FREE! grace your free!
you dont have to let the chains that are weighing on you hold you down.
let them fall to the floor.
stop worrying about not measuring up.
your living in fear, letting it rob you of your joy.
take the steps its gonna take to graduate but kick fear and doubt out there door.
...trust god with the outcome of your life ,
meaning believe and have faith when you cant see around the corner.

he told me god has a plan for my life
he told me i can go after my dreams and i will live them out
he told me i have a beautiful heart
he told me he was proud of me...
and that was all i needed
again not really poetry ... more just scatterd thoughts(:
The distraction of an arm
a choke hold
strangling my wrist
strangling my words
without touching my throat or needing to speak
I hold onto my arms
like they might fly away from me
the distraction of an arm
my own arm - around my wrist
everyone is so tall
I'm an elf, tottering into a forest of giants
teetering around their toes
I'm in the way
I'll get hurt
but these are gentle giants
I know they are
I know they won't hurt me
but my arm doesn't get the message
I don't hear the message I tell myself
the distraction of my feet
one in front of the other
one
  in
    front
      of
        the
          other
it's all my eyes can see
I focus on my feet
as if I look away they'll run away from me
my feet take me where I need to go
so I need to go
home.
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