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Tru1 Oct 2018
It’s a tough loss one that exhausts,
My broken heart spouting black smoke like an exhaust. my heart I had toughened is the same heart she made soft. weak for her only, how did she pull that off. More than just lonely I question my resolve. a turmoil so thick how could it be resolved? I shed my skin, more like she ripped it off. I’m left with no skin and a heart ever soft. My back bone grows brittle I fear it will dissolve. Spewing emotions my soft bleeding heart, I must turn it off.
Tru1 Oct 2018
She said she wanted me since the first moment she laid eyes on me

She knew she wanted to be mine the first time I spoke to her

Time unfolded and I knew I had to get close to her

Time never sleeps, even though lovers were in love one did creep

She knew from the first time she laid eyes on it she wanted to leave me

Her heart left me the first time I spoke of it

She runs from me ever fleeting, leaving my heart ever sinking.

Time never stops is what I keep thinking.
Tru1 Oct 2018
Set
The mark has been set and ready they are to go no finish in mind the future isn’t theirs to know buried deep beneath the winters snow the earth endured with months to go until warmth allowed it to flourish and grow
Tru1 Oct 2018
Air
Nothing but the air as the sound of a tear from a book once thick, thins in despair pages torn out then filled back in what once was thin is now thick again the sun sets and arises bringing much surprises new chapter new day they think as they lay once together now apart even though not ready set was the mark
Tru1 Oct 2018
A tease amongst the trees as the wind blows the green leaves they turn brown as to appease to the ground blending in then fading with a sound of rustling the tree never showing signs of much struggling the breeze bringing harsh things to bare but to the tree it seems nothing but air
Tru1 Oct 2018
Never asking why
Pondering our choices
Gazing into the nights sky
Planes fly by and I never gain a truth
Simply fallacies of our youth
Behaviors uncouth
Met with harshness of our realities
A beautiful life now is just a mere tease
Tru1 Oct 2018
Our loveless doom
Surprised am I by the demise
My eyes wide as I cry
On you once I shalt only rely
A smile upon your face ever so wry
I need not to ask so much as to why
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