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Regan Troop Sep 2011
Next Time*

I won't say anything at all.
Regan Troop Sep 2011
Why are

You

still living

in my heart?

Move out,

So I can move

On.
Regan Troop Sep 2011
Just stay away
I don't wish to be found
I know where I am
And that's good enough
But don't stay too far away.

Just stop talking
I hate hearing you make those girls laugh
When I'm in the room.
Don't sound upset when you hear 'no'
But don't stop talking for too long.
Regan Troop Sep 2011
I come here
to work
to relax
A little space to hear my thoughts

But then I hear voices.
Horrible
Loud
Destructive Voices
Ripping up the silence in the room.

I hate when I can't hear myself think.
Regan Troop Sep 2011
I know we both are opposites, and you do too
But my heart's been set on you ever since I met you
Five years down the road and you're still the one
At the seat of my heart
Driving
Into Confusion
And Unknown.

The hardest part right now is not basking in your sun.
Regan Troop Sep 2011
Your hand hides your face

Whenever someone wants to see it

They wonder

Does he smile?

Or does his frown reach the ground.

Does he whisper so no one hears a sound?

I'm using they when I really mean I

Guess that's my way of pretending

That I'm not curious.

I feel it's wrong

Don't ask me why

Because I don't have an answer

And I'm too busy wondering to notice

I wonder

Does he sing?

Or do those hard nights and memories steal his voice.

Does he realize he has a choice?

To leave it all behind

To take it all in

Take in the minds who wonder

... Is he alright?

Or is he just writing out short stories.

Does he know he makes me worry?
Regan Troop Sep 2011
Ankles and legs always being bitten into
Jabbed by plastic teeth
It's broken my bones and clenched onto my heart
It's tightened my muscles when I've tried my hardest
Too hard
And my body can't keep up with the consequences

It's kicked my skull
to the ground
Bruised my ribs
Clawed at my skin
Claimed parts of my body again and again

It hates me for pushing through it all
My struggling body hates me for it, too
Even if one day it puts me in my place early,
my love for it would remain for all eternity.

It's the drive and adrenaline that keeps me moving
It's practice that's making me better at dodging those harmful intentions
Those magical slow motion moments
When you imagine it,
And it happens.
It's the satisfaction and pride I feel when protecting and staying strong for them

The smiles
The tears
All are worth it
I love it
I crave and desire it like none other

It shows me my limit
So I can overcome it
It puts me in hard situations
To watch what I can do
It treats me unfairly
To listen to my bittersweet acceptance
It throws itself at me
So I can prove to myself I can stand
It tests me at every encounter
Then leaves me to recover with the only feedback being from my own mind

"What's good for the body is good for the mind"
... It might drive me off the edge.

But my love for it would remain for all eternity.
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