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Alexis Jan 2019
I'm here sitting
alone,
the smell of coffee runs through
my veins,
some music I probably will forget
playing in the background
In a few years I'll be arguing with
the thought of you,

But I'm here,
I am here,
writing about what's happening

pretty boring right?

I call myself a poet
but I can't use simple metaphors,

I call myself a poet
but I can't describe exactly
how you make me feel

I call myself a poet
BUt I'm not so...
what am I?

I'm just a kid
scared of life and the dark
finding new ways to cope
searching for someone to love,
desperate,
not holding unto my dreams
how can I choose with my mind
what's right for the heart to choose.

And you see?
Don't you see?

don't worry I can't see it either

I can't see how I am
I can't see how other people see me
I wish I could.

I want to believe this was a dream
or
a nightmare at that.

But at last.
I'm here wishing that in another life
I could be with you,
or
maybe in other deaths,

I wish to be there
I wish to see what I can't
with coffee waking up my senses
like a kid in summer waking up early
to go play with his friends.

I wish things were different,
so I wouldn't have to wish anymore
  Jan 2019 Alexis
Lila
People lie and say it's going to be ok
People lie and say we will make it through this
They lie and say they would do any thing for me
The lies drown me
They never leave my head
They haunt me forever
They taunt me till I give up
People lie and say they would climb the highest mountain with me
But it's to late because I've already let go
Alexis Oct 2018
We’ve known each other for two years,
So, why now
Why, After all this time
You acted as if you dispiesd me;
You taunted me, called me names
The script you read burned holes through my heart
The less you knew the better

The constellations that formed from the stars in your eyes, used to make my thoughts freeze
But after all this time, I’ve moved on,

and yet the curiosity has gotten me
After all this time I’m
Tongue tied,
a twisted mind
Over the mystery of you,
Wanting to know
Every dimension of your personality,
Your mannerisms,
And what makes you laugh,
So I can strive to be that one person
That truly knows you,
So I can be on your mind,
Like you’re on mine

Every moment of the day
Even after all this time,
I am lost, swimming
In a sea of irrational possibilities
That maybe you could like me too
Alexis Jun 2018
I have grown
accustomed to a certain
way of existing.

because
you have somehow sprouted
around my weary heart like lush ivy.

twisting,

turning,

intertwining,

knotting yourself up into
even the most solitary of shadows.
and gripping on so tightly,
that sometimes I remember it's the reason
why it gets so hard to breathe
when I think of you.

and
you no longer are separate from
myself.

you have grown onto me
in a way no one ever has before. you hold
such a powerful grip
over the feebleness
that has aged on the edges
of my soul.

and
it doesn't matter if you
want me or not,
for I have grown an unlikely habit
of holding you in my heart.

and I am not accustomed to
letting you go

Because separating even an inch
of you away from me could cause a
mental breakdown.

I am not accustomed to
loving anyone else.

you have become my whole reason to live,

and I am
irrevocably in love with you,

Only you

you are a habit
I just can't let go of
Alexis Jun 2018
I’m so exhausted
of reliving the same pain
and then dying  from it
over and
   over and
      over again

you  never leave my
                                     mind

every thought of you
rises in me like a new dawn
every memory stains my eyes
with tears that linger within me like stars  
in plain daylight
dimming the sun to a point
where I can barely see

your love has buried me
so     deeply within      myself,

I rise and you begin to  rise within   me
like a wondering shadow clinging to the side of the   moon


but is forever lost

because the daylight finally shines in my eyes
and this time I won’t let it go
Alexis May 2018
A mirror tells lies
Wrapped in pretty paper and bows
Because those of you fortunate enough to look beautiful in a mirror
Are rotting to the bone with a disease
Influenced by social media
“NORMS”
their beauty doesn’t go deeper than their skin
To find the real beauty in someone
You must look past their outward appearance
And into their
Soul

If you want to see someone truly beautiful
Go look into the mirror past the makeup
And into the heart
of the person you know best
Yourself
Because you are the definition of beautiful
In every dictionary around the world

beau·ti·ful
ˈbyo͞odəfəl/Submit
adjective
pleasing the senses or mind aesthetically.
"beautiful poetry"
synonyms: attractive, pretty, handsome, good-looking, alluring, prepossessing; More
of a very high standard; excellent.
"the house had been left in beautiful order"
Alexis May 2018
I will give you
mountains,
with jagged
                     edges
that spell your name,

if you say but one word
from your silent lips
All echoes will clash together,
I will make them the triumphant song
of your arrival

a single tremble,
a whisper,
just a careless breath spilling
from your lips
would be enough

I am crumbling to dust
under the weight of your silence,


say one word of love or hate
from your lips meant just for me
and i will
            
give you mountains
jagged with edges that
spell your name

              
give me one sound,
just a hint of your
scarce voice
so I know you still
exist

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