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408 · Jun 2016
Pictures
Michael Humbert Jun 2016
They're hidden away,
Forbidden sunsets, handholds
These pictures still hurt
Looked at a few photos I haven't seen in a year or two
403 · Aug 2014
Tumor
Michael Humbert Aug 2014
I'll never see you,
And I think I know how the sun must feel about the moon

You live on in my head,
Like a tumor I cannot excise.
Or refuse to.
I can't tell anymore.

Funny how nobody ever truly leaves,
They become ghosts,
Animated by regret, goodwill, love, jealousy, pettiness
Muffled by distractions, dates, girlfriends, ***.

Please, just let me be.
402 · Nov 2015
11/21/15
Michael Humbert Nov 2015
I'm tired of music being about you
Every note sings as images run through my head like a projector I can't shut off
I got to thinking, (I've always been thinking),
But I got to thinking and here goes:
The difference between me and a dog is that I know you'll never come back
400 · Sep 2014
Detonation
Michael Humbert Sep 2014
You make me nervous,
You see, I'm not good with pretty girls
I feel like I'm disarming a bomb,
That can detonate at any second

Which wire should I cut?
The red or the green?
*The red or the green?
398 · Oct 2014
Ocean
Michael Humbert Oct 2014
I carry an ocean of regret and longing,
Things I never got to say,
Before you went away,
But these streams of poetry
Slowly drain waters roiling,
While thoughts of you are gently boiling,
And time ticks by with every exhalation,
But this love has no expiration
397 · Oct 2015
10/19/15
Michael Humbert Oct 2015
Will you be home for supper?
Will you come back?
394 · Oct 2015
Quieter
Michael Humbert Oct 2015
Your parents asleep
"Kiss quieter!" you whispered
But I didn't know how
and refused to on principle alone
392 · Sep 2014
Fool
Michael Humbert Sep 2014
I am a fool,
Designed to crave forbidden fruit,
Made to flagellate myself,
Over and over,
Until my skin tears,
And rivulets of blood seep down my back,
I am a victim of my own folly,
A prisoner in my self imposed prison,
Praying for another day,
Where I can taste the sun on my skin
389 · Jan 2015
Funeral
Michael Humbert Jan 2015
She's a funeral you go to every day
Every day you work on your speech
and get the words to come out
just a little better
than the day before
And every day only one thing stays the same:
*You miss her
389 · Dec 2014
Winter
Michael Humbert Dec 2014
Make me taste winter
Every lash from bitter winds
Stripped, cold, desolate
388 · Nov 2014
Letters
Michael Humbert Nov 2014
I miss your letters,
Once sent with regularity
On tiny cards bright green, orange, pink, blue

Every few days, I'd check the mail with a grin
And find your iconic cards,
Sometimes they'd even come two at a time

You'll never know what your letters meant,
Or how they'd make my day
As I ripped each open to devour

I kept every one of the blessed things,
They littered my desk, my bedside
Like tiny pockets of love

And then in one fell swoop,
They were ceremoniously discarded,
Along with every other memento
That scalded my skin, my mind,
And my bloodstained heart

I'd check the mailbox for months after,
Praying I'd find a tiny colored envelope,
Praying for medicine for my ailing spirit,
But none ever came.

I've never sent anyone else a letter since,
Your letters will remain but another hallmark
Of your unbelievable kindness and love,
The kind I'm sure I never deserved
387 · Dec 2014
Definition #034
Michael Humbert Dec 2014
(n.)*: a generalized ache, radiating, pounding, reminding you of everything that's been missing for so long
387 · Feb 2015
Process
Michael Humbert Feb 2015
When did the grieving process
Simply become the living process?
When did this just become the default? Sadness should be the transient moments interspersed in between happiness, not the other way around.
387 · Oct 2015
Halloween
Michael Humbert Oct 2015
for Halloween I'm
dressing up as someone you
could have once loved back
387 · Apr 2015
Clocks
Michael Humbert Apr 2015
After we're gone
  The clocks will keep ticking
     Keeping time for no one
         Tick
             Tock

  Hearts will keep beating
     Aching for faded lovers
         Lub
             Dub


After we're gone
   Which clock will be the last
        to finally stop?
385 · Aug 2014
I remember
Michael Humbert Aug 2014
I remember every single kiss we shared,
From the boat below deck at 1 am, to the shore beneath the stars

I remember every embrace,
And how warm you felt

I remember every handhold,
How you complained that your fingers were shorter than mine

I remember our phone calls till 2 am,
About nothing and everything

I remember every argument,
How obstinate I was, how sad you were

I remember you dragging me out to a beautiful lake,
Just to break my heart

I remember feeling a cold emptiness take me,
As shock set in

I remember you driving me to the airport,
And Taylor Swift coming on the radio

We are never, ever, getting back together
You're a ******* prophet, Taylor

I remember holding you one last time at the airport,
My arms felt like melting wax

I remember you calling me drunk on your birthday,
Telling me about the guy at the bar who stuck his tongue down your throat

I remember you calling me sober the next day,
Repeating the same ******* story

I remember you asking me to come over that same night,
And me telling you that I wish I could

I remember writing you letters,
Pleading, desperate, insane

I remember you ignoring it all,
Silence still a harrowing novelty at the time

I remember the 2 years that followed,
And how far I've come, how far I haven't

I remember you falling asleep in my arms,
And how I've never been so happy

I remember you,
And sometimes I wish I didn't
384 · Mar 2015
Remains
Michael Humbert Mar 2015
Gasp and catch your breath
Hold charred remains of bridges
It's all really gone
382 · Oct 2015
Weary
Michael Humbert Oct 2015
I fed on your mouth
As my hand drew south
Dripping secrets upon my tongue
Giving air to choking lungs

This love's a poetic disaster
Drowning faster and faster
Oh please just let it end
I've nothing left to defend

There's only your name I refuse to speak
Images flashing, far too bleak
The damage you continue to wreak upon a soul so weary
You must know, I love you dearly
381 · Dec 2014
Definition #825
Michael Humbert Dec 2014
(n.)*: the act of inevitably setting flame to every new city you build, because starting over is easier than maintaining
378 · Oct 2014
Ocean v2
Michael Humbert Oct 2014
I carry an ocean of regret and longing,
Things I never got to say,
Before you went away,
But these streams of poetry
Slowly drain waters roiling,
While thoughts of you are gently boiling,
And time ticks by with every exhalation,
But this love has no expiration,
And I have no explanation,
And no expectation,
And this awful want knows no reason,
Growing no less with each passing season,
Like a virulent plague spreading,
And a dire end most dreading
377 · Dec 2014
Make Me
Michael Humbert Dec 2014
Drown me in your embrace
Make me forget everything before you came along
Make me an addict for your flesh
Make me feel like you're the only place I belong
377 · Nov 2015
Structure
Michael Humbert Nov 2015
A skeleton structurally unsound
Every bone vibrating with
The echoes of *goodbye
375 · Apr 2015
Wine
Michael Humbert Apr 2015
Red wine courses through my veins
Another glass poured as the bottle drains
And my lips in time have ruby stains
I think of you and my heart, it pains
374 · Nov 2014
Alchemy
Michael Humbert Nov 2014
Transmuting anguish,
Poetry is alchemy
For the wounded soul
373 · Nov 2015
Potent
Michael Humbert Nov 2015
carving an incisive
incision into the core of
my most potent vulnerabilities
371 · May 2015
Haiku
Michael Humbert May 2015
Write me a haiku
You had better make it good!
Short, sweet, to the point
366 · Aug 2014
Crimson
Michael Humbert Aug 2014
Every word I write about you,
Drives you deeper and deeper into the earth

Your blood spills on these pages,
Stained crimson for all to witness

A grotesque reminder,
Of all the seeping wounds so long ago
365 · Nov 2014
Irrevocable
Michael Humbert Nov 2014
Be kind with your words,
Once they're born, they simply are,
Irrevocable
I regret some words I've said or written in anger. I'll never know the extent of their true impact.
363 · Nov 2014
Stitches
Michael Humbert Nov 2014
Broken, battered heart
Trying to piece together
Not enough stitches
362 · Oct 2015
Whiskey
Michael Humbert Oct 2015
I poured a double
Try to forget you a while
I'll be back again
There's a glass of Lagavulin sitting next to me but you aren't and I'm still not used to it.
361 · Aug 2014
Butterflies
Michael Humbert Aug 2014
When I met you, my butterflies kicked like elephants,
Nausea the defining factor in our fledgling relationship

With time, they subsided,
Fluttering from time to time

Suddenly, a cold gust,
A foreboding omen of changing seasons

My butterflies had all died,
Killed by grief and the thought of a cold, lonely winter ahead
360 · Aug 2015
8/7/15
Michael Humbert Aug 2015
Simply holding your hand
was always enough
*It still is
357 · Oct 2015
Azure
Michael Humbert Oct 2015
Eyes that reduce me to nothing
A gaze that could swallow me whole
A blue intensity, burning
And suddenly my lungs fill with water
As I sink beneath her azure waves
355 · Jul 2015
Definition #538
Michael Humbert Jul 2015
(n.)*: the length of silence elapsed after quietly saying, *"Please don't leave"
351 · Sep 2014
Medicine
Michael Humbert Sep 2014
Love struck me upside the head once before,
Leaving me bleeding in an alleyway

It took my wallet, my keys, my heart,
My sanity, my trust, it tore me apart

And now it returns to the scene of the crime,
Maybe back to finish me off for good

A femme fatale clad in stilettos,
Heel poised to pierce hearts

Maybe I'm asking for it,
A glutton for pain

I've been sick so long,
Just give me my medicine
350 · Apr 2015
12:02am
Michael Humbert Apr 2015
Midnight concerns strangle
Like some new fangled torture
Shut up, not one more peep
Just close your eyes and sleep

**** there's a lot on my mind
These memories are most unkind
Time is no friend of mine
To this fate I am consigned
Granted, a mug of coffee at 6pm probably didn't help
347 · Sep 2014
House
Michael Humbert Sep 2014
A derelict house stands,
Bereft of purpose,
A cold gust blows,
As faded shutters clap
 
Plaster cracks,
And wood rots,
Pipes freeze,
Burst and rust

The wind persists,
Making the house moan,
As though mourning
The death of hope

The house shudders and falls,
Its poor bones giving in,
(Or giving up,)
And somewhere a bell solemnly knells
341 · Apr 2015
Love
Michael Humbert Apr 2015
Love is an illness for which we have no cure
We watch time compound it
We allow new lovers to bury it
But how do you forget how it felt to set your heart on fire with love's first kiss?
And how do you forget the inferno blazing in your innards when you lost everything?

There is this curious naïveté that falling in love anew will be your salvation
But how do you ever tread as carelessly ever again?
How do you venture into brambles unknown without apprehensive prudence infecting your every step?

There is no erasing what your hands and words have wrought
And there is no relief from any song daring to utter "love"

Love is your cross to bear
Your burden to carry
Your reminder that somewhere is a human being who means absolutely everything
Whose happiness is more important than yours
Who only deserves the best
341 · Sep 2014
Requite
Michael Humbert Sep 2014
Go on and love your ghosts,
And imagine them requiting it

Spend your days pining,
For a corpse long buried

Waste away the hours,
While they love another

Awaken from your delusional stupor,
Find a beating heart and love anew
338 · Sep 2014
Date
Michael Humbert Sep 2014
My stomach's in knots,
Thanks to a pretty blonde girl,
I'm enveloped in nerves,
And I hope I don't hurl
333 · Sep 2015
Vital
Michael Humbert Sep 2015
Vital signs inviting death
Take my last breath
I want to be free
Take this life from me
Thoughts of you in my head
Just leave me for dead
Watching this time accrue
I'm sorry, I love you
331 · Nov 2014
Life
Michael Humbert Nov 2014
She's in love,
So drenched in her bliss
And here you are clinging on,
With Tegan and Sara in the background

Life's not fair, maybe,
Maybe it didn't go as you liked,
Maybe you're drinking,
Maybe this is what you get.

And maybe you'll hold onto this hurt,
Maybe you won't abandon hope,
Maybe you won't ***** this flame,
Maybe you'll just quietly ache

Man has suffered worse than this,
Even if it's difficult to imagine,
Love is an agonizing fire,
It never stops burning

Beer still flows,
Wine still numbs,
Memories won't disappear,
What's another day?

What's another song?
What's another heart pang?
The heart's a surprising agony engine,
Capable of rekindling pain from ashes

And I'll keep entertaining new women,
Because new is still something,
It's no replacement,
But at least I'm occupied

At least there's potential,
At least love can be reborn,
At least I need not die,
At least I may live again
329 · Jan 2015
Hollow
Michael Humbert Jan 2015
Hollow melancholy, years dripping by like venomous honey
Mourning, lamenting histories written,
Silences screaming louder than petty words
Insinuations driven home with the subtlety of hammer and nail

I feel as if I'm in suspended animation,
Floating in a memory laden soup
Trapped between two worlds,
And I simply must awake
328 · May 2015
Firing
Michael Humbert May 2015
You kissed her on the cheek and still remember the way her eyes crinkled as she smiled
Maybe you did it because you just didn't know what to say
Maybe it was the last time you'd get to

It's the kind of kiss you still think about years later
A neural pathway dedicated to that snippet of time, firing, firing
Devastating and vivid
A chance to live it again and again
324 · Feb 2015
Honestly
Michael Humbert Feb 2015
I wanna kiss the parts of you even you've forgotten
So when I say it you know it's true:
*I honestly adore every inch of you
324 · Aug 2015
Pound
Michael Humbert Aug 2015
Make my heart pound against my ribcage
until it splinters every rib and
bursts into your hands
Originally written 8/9/14, one of my first writes
324 · Apr 2015
Salt
Michael Humbert Apr 2015
I salt all my wounds,
Excoriate the flesh,
I like the way it stings,
And makes the pain feel fresh
322 · Mar 2015
Shatter
Michael Humbert Mar 2015
With her, I knew no control,
Consequence, tragedy,
Still take their toll

I saw her and thought I'd shatter,
I gasped, clutched my heart,
Ripped and tattered

She looked like heaven incarnate,
I felt like hell, struck,
Cursed love, ****** fate
320 · Apr 2015
4/26/15
Michael Humbert Apr 2015
the effervescence of her essence
an incandescent iridescence
317 · Aug 2014
Stockholm Syndrome
Michael Humbert Aug 2014
Sometimes we hand love as willingly,
As hostages with Stockholm syndrome,
As if it was just a foregone conclusion.

“Here, take my heart,” you’ll say.
“Look how delicately it beats.”
You hope they cradle it, treat it with care.

“Please be careful,” you’ll say.
“It’s yours now. And ******* it, I need to trust you.”
Love can be irresponsible.

“Please don’t make me regret this.”
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