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Cheyene Jul 2020
A wondrous expression
Anxiety driven movements
Shallow breaths and
A cigarette here and there

He watched the clouds
But I watched him
The universe has opened for us
A world of all new

The thought wondered in the back of my mind
What colors would he use?

Are the colors im seeing in him,
Mixing with the colors he sees in me
Are we two lonely people ready
To run full speed?

We lay on the patio,
The wind surrounding us in
Talking about the future,
Or how we just couldn't win

Just 2 more hours,
And a new day began
Neither one us of wanted this one to end

We snuggled in close,
And just like that I hopped off my mountain
I tore down my walls,
And swam to shore

And if he asked me to do it again,
I'd do it plenty more

After feeling what I have,
Knowing what I do,
Seeing how I feel as I stay up
Just to be talked to

I no longer ask if he'd use shades of blue
Or shades of red,

He encased my being
In greens and yellows

And he called it
Rivers and rainbows.

C.ļ
Cheyene Jul 2020
I'll write about you in a new journal
With fresh pages
I will not allow my past words
To get in the way of how I feel

They are obsolete when you are in the room
Slide over,
You can take them
Bury them for me

For all that doesnt
Matter in anyway

When youre the light in the center
Of my room now
And I dont know what I would do

If my past started to bleed on
You too

So with that being said

Let's start brand new

In a journal with no ripped out pages
All for you.

C.ļ
Cheyene Jul 2020
Trusted on sight
Lost in words

I wonder what colors he would use for me?

Like an expensive painting in a museum
You intrigued me,
Stopped me dead in my tracks

Such intelligence wrapped in delicacy
Careful words change to careless laughter
You are the most astonishing piece

Nervous fiddling
Strangers once maybe

I could feel your soul reaching
Digging deep for something unknown to you
Let me help,
I have a light

Mysterious,
Eccentric and living golden
In a land of mountains and wind

My light stayed lit
As I said nothing
You worked, you searched
You paused and looked up

By accident, our eyes met
And I've been wondering ever since

What colors would he use for me?

C.ļ
Cheyene Apr 2020
What a tremendously large wall
I had built inside of me
A stunning line of defense
Encasing my entire self
Safe from harm
I walked the barrier daily
Ensuring its usefulness

When I stumbled upon you.
A beautiful dandelion
Peaking through a small crack
On the bottom of my wall
I decided that you
Were stunning too
So I kept you

To others you were a weedy
An annoyance a stairway into weariness
To me you shined so bright in the sun
I couldnt help but keep them from hurting you
I didnt let any bystander pick you

You grew friends
Exquisite bright yellow dandelions
Everywhere on the interior of my wall

I became astonished and aware
That my quiet little flower
Had overgrown my town
Protected by my wall

I thought nothing of it
In fact,
Seeing my flower and its friends
Made me ecstatic
I felt peace

Days passed in my wall
And dandelions were everywhere
Clouding my defenses
Ruining my senses
I couldnt walk my barrier

There were too many


My flower...
You have poisoned my thoughts

Signed, C.K.
Cheyene Mar 2018
You
The sound of your voice
brings a soft awakening
To the world inside of me that once did not exist.

The look in your eyes
brings a sense of contentment to the soul
Inside of me,
That once was full of storms.

Waves crash in my mind
When you say
You love me

The blood rushes to my face

Because I know.
Cheyene Mar 2018
Our hands touched for the first time
In what seemed like years,
You are a stranger to my heart.

You slipped your hand from my grasp,
Not feeling my heart aching for you

You shut my car door
One last kiss on my cheek
And sent me on my way.

I contemplated my life;
In my car
For four and a half hours.

Singing my heart out to the playlist
That I made for you
Confused
Lost

I had a sense of hope
But also a sense of nothingness

I want you to want me,
The way I want you.

But it's hard to tell that to someone who
Just said
"I can't be with you"
Cheyene Nov 2017
"I'm actually kinda tired."
But I wasn't tired
I was hurting so bad
But I didn't want you to know
Just how bad you had wounded me
And just how much I couldn't let you go.
That I just lied to spare your feelings...
I actually couldn't sleep
C.k
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