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  Jul 2016 Misty Meadows
K G
I've learned every moment holds no perfection
Bottomless pit seemingly becomes frondescent
Rinsing out the dark without a resembling sire
I hope my never-resting time will lead to an ephemeral desire
Clutching at the straws whilst clutching a hidden phase
Until denial will untangle on a pale misselling display
Apparently you must pity the world or it'll belittle you
Mask me please, it'll be easier to talk to you
I'm quick to deny that opulence can help with coping
I'll run through barricades of questioning and the whispers roaming
In a gaudy spring, pondering on what door to knock on
Only to figure out that what I find attractive isn't fond
*All my burdens and all my fears will not be gone

I don't want to be a drag but
*For the first time in my life, I don't know where I belong
I want to be one of God's angels
With bright flashing lights
And white wings that won't let me down.
I want a white gown with no rips, no bruises, no lashes, no deceit, with love,made from the people who talked down on me.
I know God, I'm not perfect
I've done things I shouldn't have done.
But, God I came along way,walked on volcanic eruptions and striking of lightning to get at your gates.
I want to be the reason you open your gates. I want to be in heaven's gates.
I always wanted a friend, a long lasting love that lives til death and lives in angel secrecy.
God, I want to be in your arms, where you tell me you love me, and that I made you proud. The things I've never been told before.
I want to see the rested act restless
Children being loved and not neglected
I want to be apart of the protection, where keeping the good and even the evil cold hearted people walking.
God, I shed too many tears and I never really asked for your help. Because, I felt like I want to be the one to say that it was my pain not yours to work your magic.
And I thank you, for being the only one to say, that I made you proud.
Because, we both know I came along way. I don't want to just stop in the middle of the road! God, please open up heaven's gates.
Misty Meadows Jul 2016
Soothe the wounds of
Endless miles

With warming sights of
Fearless smiles.

I think then drink from
The cups of time

And only savor these
Thoughts of mine.

And those thoughts of yours
That I wish to hear.

Your smallest dreams and
Greatest fears.

I listen and drift in the
Lakes of distance.

They say a goddess won't
Love a misfit.

Yet, we sing and swim
In sheets of dreams.

Kiss and fight in
Smoke and steam.

Flames of zeal and
Oceans exquisite.

We walk and fly to
Go the distance.
  Jul 2016 Misty Meadows
cgembry
The mirror is lying
as it reflects
a confident looking man
instead of the nervous wreck
who has a half baked plan
with a limited time
to construct the jumbled speech
in his head
and end the ceremony
before the vows are said
Part 2
  Jul 2016 Misty Meadows
Raquel Butler
you:
humor used to disguise,
your vacuous lies,
a smile seemingly bright,
a knife stabbing my insides.

sarcasm used to disguise,
my wrung out insides,
chopped cropped lob,
cleansing me of your scorn.
me:
read it either way, it makes more sense top to bottom tho
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