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 Apr 2014 Sleepz
a m a n d a
it just so happens
that
    "sad song" playlist
   is complimented nicely
by a dry red wine,
coconut scented body butter,
soft sheets,
  and an ugly cry.
Sometimes,
I wonder how anyone is going to
Be able to love me
When I don’t even love myself.
How can anyone look past my
Flaws when I cannot
And see the beauty behind it all?
Can someone stay even if
I am trying to keep them
Away?
Would they even want to?
Who would hold me,
Even when I am
Trying to
Break free from their grasp
And runaway?
Sometimes,
I wonder if anyone would be willing to
Break down my walls
And still
Love me anyway…
When did sorry become throwaway?
When did remorse become a game to play?
When did I become an adult?
When did I lock myself in a vault?

When did life become so serious?
When did life become so meaningless?
When did you and I last cry?
When did we both ask why?

When did we re-evaluate our pain?
When did we measure our gain?
When did you and I remain,
Together,  forever, in emotion and shame?
© JLB
One well versed enough in Philosophy
"knows" that nothing is ever quite true.
 Jan 2014 Sleepz
Jamie Horridge
You move me,
In a way I cannot understand
You touch me,
With something other than hands

Is this perfect timing, or did someone time this perfectly?

Don't get me wrong, I'm scared for my life
This could go every way but right... and it might
But you move me in a way that I do not understand...and I want to
I want to know what it is you do
I want to know how you do it, and if I'm the only one you do it to

For now, I'm running scared
But I'm running circles around you
 Jan 2014 Sleepz
Jamie Horridge
I want to kiss the scars on your face.
Not because I want to heal them,
I see that they have already had enough time to heal on their own.
I want to kiss them in hopes that you will learn to give them love like I wish to.
I want to kiss them so that you never regret them.
I want to kiss them so that every morning that you wake up and find them in the mirror again,
you can't help but love them...even if only a little.
I want to teach you to love the parts of you that you find hard to...because I find it easy.
I will teach you how to love yourself.
And if my love is the only reason you love those parts of yourself...the ones you thought you never could,
I will make sure to never stop loving them...so that you will never stop loving them, either.
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