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I hate decisions
I don't think they're my strong suit
Can't make up my mind.
 7d Kalliope
Grey
I just had an epiphany—
I can never love another
and still love myself.
The two split me like fault lines,
pulling in opposite truths.

It’s either I let one go—
or lose the other.

The way I do things
gets knotted in translation.
My colours shift like a chameleon,
but in my mirror,
it’s just plain grey.

I’m human, I think—
but meticulous,
a mirror to your flame.
I give what I get,
nothing less.

You are not utensil,
or tool.
I’ll only use you
if you gave me no choice.

Still,
I’d rather melt my ice
than let it burn you.

Aloneness?
That's no stranger.
It’s the oldest room in my soul,
quiet, bare—
but safe.

Bland isn't always bad.
Sometimes, it's peace.
Sometimes, it's me.
Those shoulders
Those hands
That radiant, youthful
Smile

The way my name
Leaves your throat
As if you haven't
Just met me

That kindness
And confidence
Which oft accompany
A voracious shadow

I imagine
Those hands
Taking my clothes off
Taking my breath
Taking my life

"No, I love it"
I would let you
Drag me to hell
With those lovely, strong
Arms

"I could see that"
Blessed with a vision
A fantasy
Of youth
And passion
******* in the bed of a truck

I remember
The boy from Idaho
Who rocked my world
Out the passenger side of his car
In a field of potatoes

An old, familiar
Addiction
An old, familiar
Intrusive thought

I could **** him up
For good
I could burn it all

And he'd never see it coming
Not all rivers
end up in the ocean–
doesn't make their journey
less worthy.

Not all love
ends up in a lover's arms–
doesn't make it any less
worthy.
Your name is familiar
It's on the tip of my tongue
Sorry, swallowed it
 7d Kalliope
duck
I crave for attention.
Specifically yours.
I'm in love with someone,
someone that I'm not supposed to love.
You.
You gave me a few minutes,
a few minutes of your life.
That's enough for me to fall in love.
With you.
I'm delusional, you see.
Delusional that someone wants me.
That you want me.
I'm trying.
Trying hard to move on.
To move on from this crush.
Look at you go—
you did not leave alone.
You took my sweet heart,
which overflows with love.

You took away my smile;
it's hidden under a bed of thorns.

Look at you go—
you did not leave alone.
My body floats around you.
Remember the way you held me?
My hair still flies
with the Bombay winds.

Look at you go—
you didn’t turn back to see
the blood, the sweat, and my guts
poured out like the sea.

The only words that I speak
are of you leaving me.
I still hold onto your fantasy in my head tight.
Can you feel the memories at night?
Or are you completely alright?
Do you replay every detail in your head, too?

I believed in your potential even if your damage grew.
I realized they were always there, the clues,
A part of me still wants you to remember though, just for the sake of the blues.

I guess there was no way clear,
Your voice's still ringing deep inside my ear.
I know it'll pass and i'd be healed,
But i can't help and peel
My lips, when i think about everything,

Will we ever get closure or just nothing?
Guess i'll get my tea,
sit on that breezy balcony,
And try to do nothing.
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