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 May 2018 Marco
CA Smith
Words
 May 2018 Marco
CA Smith
So many words
In the English language
But still not enough for you
Which words could I choose?
Gah, none of them could be enough
It just feels like stupid fluff
Maybe just for now
"I love you"
Will do.
 May 2018 Marco
CA Smith
joy
 May 2018 Marco
CA Smith
joy
Joy
Pours from your lips
With the words you give me
I accept my gift
The kindness offered to me
If only I could offer you the same
Make you feel as I do
When you are around
But for now,
Just these words will do
And I hope when I say them
You will tell me
"I love you too"
 May 2018 Marco
CA Smith
Home is...
 May 2018 Marco
CA Smith
Home is...
Late nights out with friends.
Cold nights in,
tucked by the fire,
with hot cocoa in one hand,
and a book in the other.

Home is...
Safety and security.
Love and warmth.
Sanctuary from heartbreak,
protection from the outside.

Home is...
Crying on your shoulder,
when you are so hurt,
that you think you might just go to sleep,
and never wake up.

Home is...
Lying in bed all day,
staring at the ceiling,
and wondering why you just can't get up.

Home is...
Friends and family.
The past and the future.
The here and the now.

Home is you.
Home is us.
Home is the feeling I get,
when we lie together.
No matter the weather.
No matter the storm.

Home is looking in your eyes,
and hearing "I love you."

Home is reaching inside myself
and finding more than I ever thought possible.

Home is......
Home is wherever I find myself next to you.
My Mind - is not My own.

It is the sleepless nights,
the empty stares,
the half-hearted comments
the quickening breaths.

It is the clouded days,
the fizzling thoughts
the fear that is constant

My Mind - it is not.
Please stop crying, takes your hands off your ears
I want to help you.
Your moans of anguish and pain hurt my soul,
I wish to help you.

I will.
I will.

I have to stay calm, motivate myself.
He is just ill,
And illnesses can be cured
And I can do this.

I can.
I can.

He's only been here for a short while
Yet he screams as if he were possessed
I offered my help, I did all I could
But found him dead in his room.

I didn't help him.
I couldn't help him.
I wish I did.
Please read my other poem "Insanity" after/before this to understand it.
Will things get easier?
It depends on you.
Will you try harder?
Appreciate that which you do have instead of that which you don't.
Dedicated to my friend: Abby Kenney
The Universe is made up off Atoms.

Now tell me, how could something so small,
Create something so big?
You are bigger than you think
The Earth is our planet- The mother of Man.
The sun is a star- ready to expand.
The moon is a rock- and that's about it really....
Day by day,
we pay and pay
as bills grow longer
and income grows shorter.

We now pay to live
and that's not how it is supposed to be.
People say you have to open the right doors
but before you unlock the door,
you have to become the key.

With politics and laws to keep us docile
and our food and drink tampered with,
how can our governments say we can trust them?
When we can't even trust our own water?

In Florida, you have to live with electricity
and it's the same in most other countries.
Society keeps us "living" a certain way
without "living" it the way we should be.
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