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The Broken Poet Jun 2015
I could feel your hot breath on me
But it wouldn't be enough to ignite a fire
I could feel your intertwining hands weaving in mine
But it wouldn't be enough to feel your soft, hard hands
I could feel your heart beat against mine
But it woudn't be enough to feel your soul
I could feel your shaggy hair on my face
But it wouldn't be enough to feel like a million bugs
I could feel your lips against mine
But it wouldn't feel like the sun's endearing coolness
I could be feeling your whole body against mine
But it wouldn't be enough to feel like a jigsaw puzzle
I could never be close enough
With you, there is no such thing as too much love
Even now, I could feel your spirit intertwining our hands
Telling me to not shed a tear
I am enveloped in a cloud storm full of sweet sorrowful memories of us.
Why did you have to fight the war?
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
He's told to grow some *****
She's told to quit being overly sensitive
He's told to pack on some muscle
She's told to bare no fat
He's told getting some is part of a boy's duty
She's been called a ****
He's gotten beaten
She's gotten beaten
Man don't be such a **** hit back
Man just do what he says and he won't hit you
He's a walking human
She's a walking human
Gender roles should not decide pay checks
Hard work and determination should
Your body parts don't get in the way of anything
Stand up and speak up
Feminism is not about women hating men
It's about equality amongst the two.
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
The world will still spin on its axis
The sun will rise and set
The moon will come up
The Stars will cover the night sky
The world won't stop for you or me
We're just another person gone
Many more follow us
It's now our time to go back home.
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
You come down some backroad
And you'll hear some big 'ole diesel trucks
Gravel flying everywhere
The Girl's hairs whipping in the wind
Mud all over the teenagers
A beer in hand
You come down on a ranch
And you'll hear some shotguns
Bullets flying everywhere
The grow men grunting and stalking
Deer antlers for the walls
A beer in hand
You come down on a farm
You'll see Old McDonalds
And you'll hear the animals everywhere
The family out on their trail
Screaming "Yee-Haw"
A beer in hand
You come on down to the lake
You'll see families fishing
You'll hear the bobbers hitting the water
A beer in hand
You come on down to camp
You'll see men living off the land
You'll hear laughter everywhere
A Bon fire going, bringing out the s'mores
Someone with a guitar singing to George Strait
A beer in hand.
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
Just close you eyes and fall backwards
I'll catch you
Just let me set my alarm for tomorrow morning
I'll see you this weekend
20 years from now...
Forever
Distance and love
Faith is blind
But it's harder to believe in God
And never having seeing him
Rather than not believing
And never seeing
Faith is knowing that when you call
You have God
It doesn't mean you are better than anybody else
It doesn't mean you are a loser
Faith is expecting to wake up tomorrow
And promising your forevers.
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
If you were to know
That I would've broken your heart
Before I mended it
Would you of gave me the key?
                                                            ­                                    If you were to know
                                                                ­                    That I would've said goodbye
                                                                ­                                Sooner than later
                                                                ­                 Would you of have walked on by?
If you were to know
That I had cancer
Would you of still fallen in love with me?

                                                            ­                                     If you were to know
                                                                ­                              that today is your last day
                                                             ­                           Would you lock yourself away
                                                                ­      Or let everyone know how much you love them?
Last night was the worst I've ever felt
Honestly the first time my heart has ever melt
Like I told you the little things you do make you amazing
I would do anything for you, even risk my life try saving
We spent the whole day on the beach, us three
Then you went home, me and her not knowing that you were trying to end your misery;
We smiled back, hugged and said our goodbyes
Still unaware that this might be our final time.

Then I got a text saying 'This is it. I'm sorry' as I walked through my door
As I thought about what you meant my heart hit the floor
I texted back in a hurry, giving you all the reasons you should stay; one of them Being me
Hoping you would listen and just pray: we're made a promise for eternity.

You told me that I didn't need you, but we both know you're the reason that I'm still strong
I didn't want to let go cause where you were headed was not where you belonged
My mind overflowed with thoughts on why is this happening and if you're okay...
I just couldn't think of me living 'happily" day by day
Without you here to say "Keep your head up, I love you. Things will be okay."

We're we inspiration to each other
We were always together.. There wasn't one without the other
This was written in pink because it's her favorite color
I had no clue what I would do without her...

The night gets colder
I'm thinking it's over
Crying to myself cause I no longer have a shoulder.... To cry on.
No one left I can rely on.


The morning after
All I could hear is your laughter
Which was disturbed by a call from a number I couldn't recognize
I remember saying "hello" as tears came to my eyes
It was you telling me that you're okay
I was speechless.. In my mind thanking God that he heard what I had to say..

Looking back on that text like it was a nightmare
Not knowing what to do and who to call because I was scared
All of this that happened, I wish it was pretend
But this is unforgettable...


The night I almost lost my best friend.
Our mutual desires are what makes us one.
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