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Tre Waters Jul 30
Trade your heart with mine,
Both chipped and damaged.
Give me your pain,
Let me guide you to a smile.

Come into my arms.
Independent,
But you want my protection.

Protect me,
My thoughts grow louder without your voice.

Think of me.
Dusk till dawn,
Thoughts of you swim through my brain.

No pacifist,
But I crave your peace.
I want to breathe you,
Bathe in your presence.

I value time,
My seconds are wasted when not spent on you.

Your beautiful mind,
Hidden behind a curtain of self doubt.

Be yourself.

Eight billion people,
And I'd rather be alone,
Than be with anyone else.



-Tré
A poem from a fractured mind
Tre Waters Jul 30
Intoxicated,
My mind stays whirring.

The blender of reality,
Dreams of fiction.

Too immature,
Maturity doesn't mix.

A nocturnal lover,
With a heart begging for warmth.

From a touch,
A smile.
****,
Even a word.

Propaganda of self hate,
Plastered to my brain.

Maybe if I drink,
I could feel loved again.


-Tré
A poem from a fractured mind.
Tre Waters Jul 30
Tears the flesh,
From my body.

Infest my head,
With putrid words.

I'm a parasitic burden,
Following your every move.

I'll tell you,
"You're perfect."

As you break me,
Until I'm brainless.



-Tré
A poem from a fractured mind
Tre Waters Jul 30
I crave you,
Everyday.

Your fingers,
Racing through my hair.

You may squirm,
Bless my ears with moans.

But,
I'm not done yet.

I can't stop,
Not until I'm full.

And,
You're more than satisfied.


-Tré
A poem from a fractured mind.
Tre Waters Jul 30
I'm an ever changing,
Shapeshifter.

An extroverted,
Introvert.

Selfish,
But i care too much.

Egotistical,
But I cant stand myself.

An *******,
But I'm chivalrous.

I'll be a chameleon.

For you,
I'd change my skin.

I'll be anything you want.

Because I know,
You hate it when I'm myself.



-Tré
A poem from a fractured mind.
Tre Waters Jul 30
I was entranced.
Your inviting gaze,
And your radiant smile.
Your loving whispers,
And tender touch.
You made sure,
I felt your love.


I was fractured.
Your harrowing stare,
And your sinister grin.
Your degrading screams,
And bruising grip.
You made sure,
I knew your hate.


-Tré
A poem from a fractured mind.
Tre Waters Jul 30
A walking shell,
Wielding a partial heart.

Words torment,
His beautiful mind.

Your love,
Once his oxygen.
He's now gasping for air.

His confidence,
Is naught.

Mirrors,
Reflect only his faults.

Insanity,
Repetition of the impossible.

So let me love you.

While you dismantle my soul,
Once more.



-Tré
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