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what do i do with all this love left in my heart for you?
what do i do when i found my favourite person but the world doesn't want us to be together?
why did we meet only to be separated?
grief is love with nowhere to go
and with all this love left in my heart for you
i will never stop grieving
- always at the losing end
No longer call you baby
Because we're not in a relationship
I promise you will never feel my arms again
My loyal hand to grip

You will nothing to get any more sleepless nights
Darkness attempts to pull me back
A task that cannot be achieved
Memories fade into the black

My mind finally in a right place
Still support your supposed goal
Through harsh decisions I see the pain
I won't give up hope for your broken soul

Please don't forget the impact I've made
We've shared so much life, and time together too,
I love you, at least the guy I thought you were
You'll always have a part of me, but I'll never have any of you.
Tonight we raised the dead
In the morning buried it
Under the pillow of your bed
Never to be resurrected again
 Jun 2018 Valerie Zewald
Johnny
They kissed
His heart raced faster
The feel of her lips
Sent shivers down his spine
All thoughts pushed away
All but one
Her
Smiling, she stops and pulls back
That ****** disarming smile
“How’s that?” She asks
In response, he kissed her again
Even after, he could taste her
As he drops her off and watches her leave
He feels an ache that won’t go away
Somewhere in his soul
There’s a hole only she can fill
Driving away, he knew
That no matter what
He’d never forget her
This was the girl he’s waited so long for
The one he gave his sweatshirt to
And his heart along with it
the smell before it rains and the taste of that first sip of tea in -20 degrees

the slow untangling of your thoughts with every beat of the drum, the way the wind blows right through you just enough to move you forward and never enough to blow you down

the sound of typing fingers when you know you're onto something good, the feeling of your own, and finally not his, skin

the seasons are changing and baby so are you / six senses are helping you develop into someone new
enjoy the little things, because those tend to leave the quickest
 Jun 2018 Valerie Zewald
bukowski
and I know
I said I’d be better
and I would
do more,
but honestly,
everything is
falling apart
and I have no
motivation
to catch the
broken pieces;
I don’t have
the patience
to tend to the cuts
on my hands
after fumbling
with shards
of my broken
bones
and I’m
losing pieces of
my mind
every single
day;
I’m so scared;
nothing makes sense
anymore
and I don’t even
want to be here
Her demons wiped away her fear
They made her fall in love with them
and dance with them
For they were the only comfort
when she was alone
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