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 Feb 2017 Gregory Dun Aer
Lvice
The door was left open and you
Only
  Stayed halfway     In

You broke the hinges to my head
Yes you
           let the words fly
In.      And
   Out
As they so please

The draft blew in and left
Sentences scrambling
(in the circumstances )

The pens wrote clumsily-and-scrawled
Brawling inks
  On my favorite wall

You let me fall off of the couch
And hit my poetry head first

I divided right in
Diving into yesterdays works.

Please ask him where he got the pieces from
I don't recognize my own heart anymore

I felt the puzzle in my head and knew the chaos that he handed to me like
Misplaced keys

He split the words of u-s with his tongue
And fingered through them

Like pages of the book he never finished
She sank deeper
         And deeper
               And deeper
                     Into the abyss
                          Of her poor, dark mind.
February 20, 2017.
The trauma in my mind,
The pain in my heart,
The sadness in my soul...
None of it will ever amount
To the feeling I get
When I'm with you.
February 20, 2017.
Loud voices in
My head;
Whisperings 'neath
My bed.
The monsters have come out
To play;
Please, let this darkness turn
To day.
February 20, 2017.
She is the crisp air that fills my lungs
The damp salty wind in my beach hair
The cold wet sand between my toes
My young blood on these city streets
From the snowflakes on my tongue
To the redwoods that surround me,
Her independence and diversity
Are my sweetest comfort.
As I drive south with her at my back
It is a sad and painful goodbye.
You said I’m a locked door
I said I’m an open book
You said the curtains are open
But people can only look

I said my heart is a saint
You said it was a crook
What you saw in the window
Are the things you say I took

A tree with no leaves
A beach with no shells
That’s all I left of you
That’s what you said
That’s what you said

Trees are for shelter and shade
Beaches are where love is made
But only if somebody cares enough
Cares enough not to be afraid
Not to be afraid

A tree with no leaves
A beach with no shells
That’s all I left of you
That’s what you said
That’s what you said
Song lyrics
I cannot even
Begin to tell you how much
I've missed our friendship.
February 19, 2017.
I recently contacted a friend I haven't spoken to in a long time, and we ended up talking until 2am last night. I've missed him and his friendship so much, and I honestly hope I don't lose him again.
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