Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Shawn Mehaffey Jul 2015
All I wanted to do was prove her wrong.
I wanted to be the warm gooey center.
To convince her not to give up.
To make her see that it can happen;
It can be real.
I wanted so badly to show her someone could care.
Without limits.
Without regrets.
Without fear.

But I couldn't be that person.
It's the time. It's the place.
It's not the time
Shawn Mehaffey Jun 2015
It's not that I don't feel I'm good enough for you,
It's just that I think you deserve the world.
I might be only one man,
And the world is too big for me to carry,
But I'll bring you the moon so you'll feel the weightlessness I feel around you.
But I'll bring you the stars, the ones you used to live amongst so you'll always shine.
It's not thay I don't feel good enough, I'm a very happy person.
I just really do believe and want so far past and beyond the absolute best for you that the pursuit of it seems like a task I fear I may not be able to accomplish. But ****** I'll try
Shawn Mehaffey Jun 2015
We are unique.
Individuals.
Snowflakes?
There is nothing wrong with you.
There is nothing wrong with being a little different.
Hold onto what makes you so perfectly you.
But if you're not happy, change.
More.
Less.
Faster.
Slower.
Adapt and overcome.
I'm not afraid.
Grab my arm.
Be fearless.
She says she needs more medications to make her normal.
She's a bit of a *****, but no meds are going to clear that up.
You're lovely, aside from the ****** part, just the way you are.
Shawn Mehaffey Jan 2015
It's strange how when we look in the mirror and hate our reflection people try to make us see differently, as if we are sick.
It's even more strange that when the mirror reflects something you find worthy of appreciation, people still try to change you, as if you are a narcissist.
Why don't they want you to be happy?
Why can't they allow you to be sad?
Shawn Mehaffey Nov 2014
She's the song you don't want to end
She's the book you're afraid to finish
She's the fantasy you make in your head,
Of what she is and what she isn't.
And she's all that and more.
To me.
I guess it's why we put songs on repeat. We hate when they end, but it's perfect for those 3 minutes or so.
Shawn Mehaffey Oct 2014
Upon their wings, but under their wake
Below their sight, yet about their fate

As the moments pass and I see the signs
Away it is carried in shackles and binds

There is little time left and it is known why
Because the wings were not meant to fly

Carried away beyond all that can see
Except with their eyes closed where it's 20/20

I left your wake and you plague my eye lids
Poisoned by memories I wish not to forget
Burry away this high school obsession
For the future is in my possession

No more following the blind and the feeble
I surround myself with the humble and strong.
Passed up and moved on, but you're still there.
Memories are forever, but the future's weather is fair.
I wrote this years ago and don't know the context.
Even though I can understand it now.

— The End —