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Life's a Beach Jun 2014
I admit it,
I'm a little bit scared,
Because I can think ahead
Because I can imagine
Imagine what might
happen.

There's a message in my
notifications and it fills me
with a thrill, it's only been
about a month but I miss you
still.
We were so weirdly inseparable.

I press, depress the key and wait,
await my fate.
Here's a possibility:

I slept with someone else, it's over,
I'll miss you.


I'll admit, if it happens, I'll
feel a little mad, and more
than hugely sad, because
You'd do it
because you'd think

it'd do me good to lose you.

If this happens I'll lose more
than just you.
You yourself are more than 'you'.

So for now,
I'm a little bit scared
to blink or think,
because each moment
seems too *******
**fleeting
This poem really isn't up to standard, but it's more of a needed vent than anything. I always imagine future scenarios and I really see this one as an awful possibility when I leave to go to Uni.
Life's a Beach Jun 2014
21w
I will always have her, nothing
can ever take her, she
is me.

But he,
he makes me fear the breeze.
Life's a Beach May 2014
When did you first say "I love you"?
Don't worry, I won't care, I'm just
wondering...who first saw you bare?
Did you ever used to play with her hair
like you play with mine, did she
ever look at you, like I do, and just
think "He Shines" like nothing else matters.
Did your hearts patter as you physically
joined.
I won't be mad, I know you've had others, so
have I, it won't make me sad, but
I'm curious,
when did you first say "I love you"?

And did she ever brand your skin, were
you ever just a bit too rough, did you
accidentally wriggle within and make her feel
like she wasn't enough?
We've made mistakes, in the past, so
tell me quick, tell me fast, I hope we'll last,
but what made your past ones
imperfect?
and when did you first say "I love you"?

Because it's the quirks which make the mirth,
did you ever make her laugh, did you force
her lips to part when she told you to leave her.
How much did you grieve her? Do you still
do? And when you watched her leave, when
she watched you plead, did you mentally
whisper "I love you."

And when did you first mean, when did you first say,
"I love you"?
Life's a Beach May 2014
Pitter Patter on the window pane
I know your mind will never be the same
***** girl, you'll think you are to blame
Do you hear me knocking on your window pain?

You are insane now
You dance with flame now
I clothe your skin in sweat

Your eyes pierced tamed now
You're slain now

But I am not done yet
My stain
I am not done yet

Scoop you out and
Carve you up then throw
Away what's left


YUM YUM

I AM NOT DONE YET

Ha Ha Ha
I bet you're confused
I feel that you're bruised
Don't think that I'm done yet

Don't waste yourself
You're blessed
Life's a Beach May 2014
Stab my stomach
Cut my brain
Just admit, you'd
Do the same.
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