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Shawn Mehaffey May 2016
I've been here before,
Stuck between heart break
and a desire to stay calm.

I want to revel in chaos,
Find solace in a tornado.
She was my tornado.
She was my tornado.

You see a wake of destruction,
But if you're being held at her center,
The world spins around you
but she makes sure you're safe.

You move,
for her. And yourself.
You dance,
For her. And yourself.

But sometimes, she moves for her.
And herself.

I miss the swirling terror
all around me.
I haven't been on here in so long. But I feel like I can write anything, not be judged, and have someone do what everyone wants them to do; actually listen. Thank you internet friends.
Shawn Mehaffey Sep 2015
It's an invite to something toxic
The situation, not the invitation.

It's heart felt, seeds and bleeds,
It's a combination of fear and beer.
Sadness and hope.
Emotions made of thin rope.

Did I read it?
Did I feel it?
I saw you typing it.

You're on your pillow
Tears in your eyes.
Knowing I'll read it on the other side.

I want to wipe them away
I want to take you away
But I must back away
I saw your snapchat.
I wanted to text you, but we don't do that anymore. You asked if anyone was up. I'm anyone. I'm someone. But I didn't text. Didn't message. Didn't lend an ear.
I will send you that text in 5 years. Whenever we're a little older. More ready to make it work. So long as you want it to.
  Sep 2015 Shawn Mehaffey
i
don't be a book everyone gets to
read and understand.
Shawn Mehaffey Sep 2015
I write text messages to people in my life that don't exist.

They did exist.
And these texts would have been read.

But neither of these anomalies occur now.
Write a real letter. You guys are ******* poets, don't do it via a text message.
Shawn Mehaffey Aug 2015
The only place that allows you to go back in time,
Is the only place that can stop you from moving forward.
Any one else feel crazy here?
Shawn Mehaffey Aug 2015
Don't you see?
You could call.
3am love broken, heart aching, soul pouring.

I've thought of what I'd say.
I hope it comes.
Because I'm selfish.

I don't want you to feel pain.
Just to feel me.
I feel you.

Because even broken.
Even bleeding.
You're the summit.
You're the peak.
You take my ******* breath away.
Would I answer the phone and tell you to *******?
No. Because that isn't me.
I have no intentions on being anyone other than myself and even if you walk all over it, I'm happier being me than anyone else.
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