Can we empty ourselves out And go through the mess. We haven't spoken in awhile And trying to forget Is not an option, So for the first time in a long time, Can we pretend we just met And empty ourselves out And go through the mess.
I wrote a poem for the one I used to love. No I wrote my heart....for the one i used to love. Teacher gave me my first prompt "write about a girl you like and describe her" I wrote for hours starting from head to toe. I wrote while walking side tracked when talking and drained pens when all pencils broke. I did my homework! for the one I used to love. to bad I didn't turn it in would have gotten an c or above but she liked it so much she tacked it above her bed....... **** i think i'm in love, again.
who are you to tell me what poetry is! when you haven't seen it at all? you never watched the sky cry, or had the clouds fall into your mind. While doing a math test in 5th grade teacher whispers "your falling behind". But your thoughts have built up to high, you drain them with words and file them in your time.... poetry for me is the uncontrollable will to write whatever comes to heart. at any given time.
Sometimes I'd wish more than I'd Try and thats equivalent to Dreaming more then living. Starting today im gonna live more Then I dream so these dreams Turn to memories.
Oh please ******* save me Heavens a thousand miles away and I dont have a dime to my name Nor a minute to waste Please ******* save me from this cold Lonely place im not sure how long I can last Or how much more I can take....
we weren't written in some ancient constellation in the sky but we configure and connect with cool mellow vibes like the motion of the sea and the pull of the tides and tho we drifted apart over time i feel your connection moving and swaying over mine and i know you'll be fine we'll meet again.
I don't want a heart If it causes me to feel I don't want These tears if they won't allow Me to drown no one will understand My smiles Are screams for help without Sound.
like two shadows intersecting, we were flawlessly connected I embedded my emotions into every conversation but time took us apart like it's own creation leaving me without you. we face the sun but we cast separate shadows.
lets slow it all down. watch the skies drag these clouds. let the ocean carry our worries as we lay on the shore and share our stories. Let the world race to the the top of the highest green mountain lie, ****, and deceive for materialistic values we sit on a park bench and wait for the sun to introduce the stars
When you're sure no one else loves you, You said you'd be mine. Thanks for giving me hope, But I was never comfortable standing at the end of a buffet line. So what ever scarps you have to offer, Im gonna have to decline. Im sure when no one loves you neither will I.
the night walked me home i wasn't anxious to escape the keen nights blow that chilled my bone. so i carried myself with feeble legs houses lit like jackle lanterns the light inside with shadow figures drowning all crystal stars with bottles of liqour. i walked home
I watch As each man comes to play a roll In shoes he cannot fit And after he gives it his all I come to stitch seems where He left you ripped torn and alone But I am only the tailor And you are the damsel. This fairytale wasn't made For the shoemaker But the shoe was.
The music won't block out the thoughts, No matter how loud the volume. My poems no longer heal me internally. No matter the scheme. So what's the the point of it all. Nothing no longer fulfills me.
You still don't notice If i make no sound I wanna make impact When im not around Like a missing piece Like half your heart I want you to ache I want your thoughts I Want Your love Is that To much?
I guess this is bad bye, because this has gotta be the worst bye i've had since last night. When I scrolled down searching for your smile and happened to find another guy by your side, the caption read "best guy you can ever meet". That's all it took for me to think "what have I been the entire time"? during morning messages and midnight sweet dreams don't let bed bugs bite and don't dream of another guy! and if so then bad night hope the bugs bite!...
I never practiced tearing my own heart out Neither did I practice ignoring the shine of the stars but i found myself suffering to let go of your hand to detach from the embrace of your arms. And thought maybe if I did.
true loneliness is the one felt in crowded rooms things only you understand, not enough words in the dictionary nor a phrase to explain the tumbling uncontrollable down fall everything you love starts to fall in.
we are all searching, eyes as wide as open skies we are all thinking, minds as open as seas an oceans we are all reaching, arms stretched like the giraffe's neck. we are all dreamers.
we are all dreamers, no matter the race or skin color.
If this all was made to be than is this silence made for me? How many forever's does it take to last? When we are forever, and forever isn't meant to pass. That's where I want to be. If this all is just going with the breeze Than who is to say you were not made for me?
She danced with the summer breeze Set fire to the flowers Inhaled the clouds Lifted her wings Tilted her head Released the clouds Than danced with the summer breeze
for the first time I have found the words. knew what i needed to say plan is to take your breath away and maybe steal your heart angels will cry in happiness because darling I found the words I plan on touching your soul so ready your ears i'll ready my vocals get my throat cleared. Will you PLEASE pass the salt!
No It's cool. These things happen for a reason And every time I rehears those words I almost start to believe it Because my naive heart just needs something to believe in When nothing feels right And I start to lose feeling everything that's wrong starts revealing You made it all worth living.
It was nice while it lasted but I'm afraid to be left searching for answers you never gave I can't tell you how much I would love to talk to you until my phone heats up against my cheeks I would love to go back to the time I'd wake up realizing we never hung up before we fell asleep but the pain when you wouldn't respond to text or answer when the phone rings lasted longer then the time we would speak. so goodbye, it was nice while it lasted.
You were the best mistake I ever made, I surrendered myself and let you in. When im with you, I wear my smile like an old shirt I try to hide the stains. Was I wrong all along? Did I sing the wrong song? Or was I just out of tune? When I surrendered myself to let you in. That was the best mistake I've ever made
Something in my brain is not the same Something in my brain lost it's way. I'm not sure what it was I'm not sure what to say, didnt realize I lost it until it was too late but Something in my brain walked away. Where did it go Where did it stay What did it leave What it take? Does it matter? Does it mind? Im not sure Can't decide.