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William Eberlein Jun 2015
Kiss me forever.
For that is how long
I will love you.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
A hand over your eyes,
to surprise you.

A hand to your lips,
so that I can say those three words first.

A hand over your heart,
to warm it and to ease it.

A hand on your hips,
to feel you dance.

A hand on your soul,
to witness you full and true.

And not to forget...

My hand in yours,
to let you know,
that I will never leave your side.

That you are not alone,
when facing infinity.

And that I will love you,
for all eternity.

A hand offered in earnest,
to start a journey together,
in a world of endless possibility.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
The wet smell of asphalt fills his nose,
as he lay there in the street.

In the street where he lay.
Dying.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
Shake well
Before opening.
After opening,
Keep refrigerated.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
It's funny what you do to me...
You see,
I smile at you to give you a courtesy,
And when you smile back,
Mine gets stuck on my face for the rest of the day.
And when I look at you,
My vocabulary grows wings and flies away.
And all I'm left with are a whole bunch of ums and buts.
And when I glance at yours,
My heart hits itself in the face.
And my brain goes boom.
Boom like a rocket goes fast.
And loud like the silence I can only think of afterward.
And given that you leave to say hello at another time,
I feel odd to watch you go.
And then I get mad at my lips,
For not dancing like I wanted them to.
And OH NO,
That's not the end of it!
You leave me to carry my knees,
And bite my toes.
I look at you and see something new.
I look at you...
And I don't feel so blue.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
At one time or another
I have smiled at the thought of you.

Know that you have been the reason for my tomorrow.

And my yesterday.

Remember this when all other things fade away.

Remember that you saved my life.
William Eberlein Jun 2015
I have found a reason to need you.
And I will keep it.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
This dark room is my life.
It is all that I have ever known.

In it,
I am blind to who I truly am,
and I prefer it this way.

I thought it was safe.
I thought it was solid.
I was wrong.

It cracked,
It broke,
and it shattered.

Down,
down,
down it came.

Amongst the rubble of my solitude,
my home,
here I stand.

A monster among men.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
In this moment
she is with me.

Through completion
birth creation.

We.
William Eberlein Mar 2013
Oh, how we were cast these roles.

Me,
the defender.

You.
the aggressor.

Yet we do nothing.

Not a single movement can be tied to this silent dance of ours.

The ice you breathe coats the walls.
And the fire I bleed,
seems too weak to melt it.

Through these desperate pleas,
I am rewarded with empty palms.

Together,
we created steam.

An escape for you.

Yet for me,
it will be a place
to hide the pieces of my heart.
William Eberlein Mar 2013
I don't know where I'm going.
I barely remember where I've been.

Tomorrow scares me.
Just like yesterday had.

Living in the moment seems...

Irrational.
Illogical.
Impossible.

But not doing so,
seems even more so.

I am afraid of today.
Afraid to live a dying life.
Each day,
and each night,
I hold on to a chance
that I could die a death worth living.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
When I look at her,
I see that I don't have to wait forever.
Instead,
I know that I can live forever.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
Long has been this night.
With the wind
and it's freezing white.

Long has been this night.
With the moon
and all it's gleaming light.

Long has been this night.
With the dark
and all it's endless might.

Long has been this night.
With the silence
and it's unrelenting bite.
William Eberlein Jun 2015
You discover
The most truth
Within emotion.


That is why
We seek those moments...
And remember them most vividly.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
Sometimes,
The world seems too big to fathom.
Sometimes,
You **** and it feels amazing.
Sometimes,
Your heart beats for the wrong person.
Sometimes,
The bread goes stale.
Sometimes,
There just aren't enough words.
And sometimes,
That's alright.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
Bite into your tongue
make it bleed.

Cut your lips wide open
make them seed
all the little beasts you hold inside.

Let them loose to grow on the world.
Scatter each one to a gust of wind.

And watch...
As your children find a new home.

Watch...

As you are truthfully defined,
by the lies you designed.
William Eberlein Sep 2014
Live for living.
And die for dying.
William Eberlein Jun 2015
I want to wake up with her in my arms,
And her hair in my face.
I want to run my hands over her body
To wake her.
To assure myself that she exists.
And to feel like a God,
Because she chose me too.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
Stars above
be witness
to this love.

I give to you,
a gift to you.

Value in it's infancy.
All the way to infinity.

Ancient exchanges,
always finding ways
to outdo what it outdoes.

Up, down, all around,
in the air we breathe.

Needless to say,
in the words we heed.

And if it's words you want,
then let there be wars above
fought over nothing more
than a force of nature.

Pushing ever onward
in a race against Time and Space.

Opened with the skeleton key.
Through the door.

Now I see...
Free.

Or so we seem to be.
William Eberlein Sep 2015
I whisper my contempt to the dark
And wait patiently for its response.
For some reason, long ago
When I thought it was okay to spend my life alone,
I wallowed not in the mercy of pitiful things...
But now they are all that I have.
And I hold them close
As my memory of daylight fades against the wall.
William Eberlein Feb 2015
My hands have fallen from grace.
And my mind has followed.
I've wasted time,
In an attempt to wish it back.
I've traveled the sea less than once.
And I regret not drowning beneath its salty embrace more than zero.
There is something wrong with my heart...
And yet I let it lead me.
Guiding me ever onwards,
Towards the edge of the paper.
Towards the edge of all that I have ever known.
But little by little,
And with a small leap of faith...
I begin to realize
That that's where the fun begins!
And like the rising sun,
It dawns on me,
That maybe
The comforting embrace
Of mine own grace...
Wasn't the place to grow.
William Eberlein Jun 2015
... And when she kissed me,
All the pieces of my heart
Were strung together
And pulled tight.

Making it more whole
Than it ever was.

And leaving me
More in love,
Than I had ever been.
William Eberlein Nov 2018
Give it a rest William.
She isn't here.
Let her go.
She deserves a good life,
a fulfilling life.
She deserves a life as beautiful as she is.
Lay the memory of her to rest.
Place the memory of her down at the bedrock of your soul,
but do it gently.
She deserves more than you.
She deserves more than you could ever give.
She deserves more than you could ever be.
Let her go William.
Set her free.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
It is the shadow
that walks beside you.

It is the boogeyman
that waits under your bed.

It is the monster in the closet
that watches silently as you sleep.

It is the shiver down your spine
that leaves the air around you cold.

It is the "tick" of the clock
that wakes you up in the middle of the night.

It is the lonely howl of the wolf in a frozen winter,
that echos through the dark dead forest.

It is the silence of the tall mountain
that blocks all light from the world.

It is the lasting quiet of the room at night
that makes you pull the covers over your head.

It is your ultimate fear.
And it never leaves your side.

It is your harbinger
that will deliver you
into a cold
everlasting
black.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
The pressure is finite,
Yet we wait for its bite.
Letting Time seed itself into thought.
Watching it grow to a fault within already suffocating memories.
Tasting the flavor of its rotten decay,
When all else is gone and lost.
Avoiding the touch of a mentality separate from our own.
Only because we reach out and connect with nothing but emptiness.
Witnessing our flesh pass through the colors of our savior's soul.
Tainting their existence with the blackness of our own.
Desperately waiting for the desire to want to change.
From who we were.
From who we are.
And with eyes wide shut,
Wanting to change ourselves from what we are going to become.
Holding tightly to every breath we breathe,
For a fear of letting it evolve into the next one.
And the next one.
And the next one.
Ultimately choking ourselves for a reason we cannot fathom.
Yet knowing it to be a muscle memory we cannot overcome.
From a life long past we scream into the dust that buried us.
Cursing our parents for dying before we flew.
And in the end...
Understanding fully well that we are here if for no other reason,
Than to break ourselves on rocks we cannot see,
And were never really there in the first place.
William Eberlein Sep 2015
So many trees.
With so many different shapes and sizes
Standing next to one another in peace.
In loving harmony with the soil and the sun.
...
Why can we not do the same?
William Eberlein Aug 2014
I am afraid of falling asleep.
For a fear of dreaming,
Of endless stars that I cannot count.
All in a rush to get to the end of time.
Where life takes its toll and knocks me out.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
I was struck on the head today.
A crushing blow to be sure.

For any other reason,
it might have killed me.
But due to the passion I bear for you,
and the fear of loosing it,
I clung to life as the hammer slid from my skull.

Only after the do was done,
did I conclude...
That my infliction of an iron grasp means nothing.

And is worth just as much.

For you are blind to my burden...

As I am blind to all but you.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
He was lost.

So dreadfully lost,
between Life and Death...

That he forgot to live.
And he forgot to die.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
Somewhere in time
Far off
Where my hands can't reach
And my mind gets lost...
I hold you tightly.
And I hold you close.
William Eberlein Jun 2019
You're an Endling, darling.

That's what you are.

The last living piece of a far away star.

Your eyes and that mind behind tell of a galaxy yet to be discovered by any terrestrial creature here on Earth.

The dimensions peel away to reveal parts of your soul in the deep forest.

In the sewn seams of mountain and sky.

And in the flower strewn meadows of the valley.

A lost and serendipitous traveler is he, to gaze upon you... The beacon to all beauty and all of its beautiful ideas.

There indeed in truth be a light that never leaves you.

May we look upon your crown and tremble to know that the divine feminine has taken to human flesh at long last.

I dare say that even the stars have seated themselves across this universal amphitheater to witness your life in its entirety.

Your every breath and every heartbeat gives them a reassurance that their ticket was worth the price of admission.

And when you choose to shuffle off this mortal coil, darling... Please know that this world will breathe nothing so lovely again.
William Eberlein Jun 2013
You have no clue,
do you?

How easily my heart breaks.

How easily it shatters.

At the thought of loosing you.
Fin
William Eberlein Aug 2014
Fin
If I could write a poem
and be done with it,
I'd be done with it.

And done with it
I would be.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
Everything is always.

Even when nothingness seems.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
Let me imply
that if I'm to die,
it will be on my own terms.

I insist,
need be even with my fist,
that I tie the noose myself.

My foot
will give its input
to the bucket.

And for a single moment
I will be buoyant
among atoms of air.

In the next I will fall,
with my shadow against the wall.

My feet will never again touch the floor.

The rope whispers one last twang
as I hang.

Eyes loose luster.

My life has burnt like Magnesium.

Fast and bright,
like the speed of light.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
Oh, how they war.
The small soldiers of Thought and Action,
in the dome of my mind.

Who will win the battle,
to go down in history?

All for and nothing more
than for a thing once said...
Or a thing once done.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
I could have been anything.
Instead, I was this.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
Do me a favor,
and save my life.

Tell me it gets better than this.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
Lonely.
Solitary.
Leaf in the wind.
I know how you feel.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
I have read,
once upon a time
somewhere,
sometime,
that I'm supposed to tell you
how I feel about you.

And I begin to think
that he who wrote what I read,
did not have me in mind when he did.

For in my outlook,
you are so far beyond words
that it is almost a sin
to try.

So when I shut off reason
and say what I need to say
before it kills me...

Please know,
that I was once told
to tell you how I feel about you.

Even if it drives you away.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
I am home and abroad.
Alone wherever I may be, yet free all the same.
I wonder how my memory will come to pass from this world.
And if all the rumors were true in the end.
I hear melodies from far away amongst the stars.
But sometimes I forget to sing them.
I see into the histories written upon my arms.
And if I'm not careful, I may fall once again.
I am home and abroad.
Alone wherever I may be, yet free all the same.

I pretend only in the entertainment of nothingness.
For infinity is where I divide my time.
I feel naked and lost.
Blind to myself, but still in the womb of the world.
I touch the faces of gods and men in a storied darkness.
Trying to find an answer to the questions I have not asked yet.
I worry about the time I tinker with.
Setting it aside to watch it crumble as I leave.
I cry for the words that have fallen out of existance.
Felled or fumbled by an act of disdain.
I am home and abroad.
Alone wherever I may be, yet free all the same.

I understand nothing.
Not even my beliefs.
I say something for the sake of saying it.
And may that be a plea to heed the words I speak.
I dream of waking up.
With a mind wide open.
I try for a brighter tomorrow.
So that I can make my parents proud.
I hope for a humanity that I cannot seem to boast.
Finding myself to be stuck halfway through forever.
I am home and abroad.
Alone wherever I may be, yet free all the same.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
You
are
infinite.

Irreplaceable.

You steal the stars,
from the night sky.

You are paramount,
more so than my next breath.

I tell you now,

you make Love
immortal.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
I will cry for however long the world allows me.
And when I'm done,
I take hold of the hand that life provides me.
And when I'm done,
I see just how lonely,
I don't have to be.
William Eberlein Aug 2014
We live and we die.
We go and we try.
And the point of life,
Is that there is no point.
So call yourself a hero,
Because no one else will ever mean it more than you.
Get up and dance with your imagination,
For it wastes no time in moving on.
And if you have to look in the mirror one last time,
Remember that it is okay to cry.
To be human.
To be alive,
And feel a pain worth changing.
William Eberlein Jun 2015
I want someone to be courageous for.

And I know that makes me weak...
But it's the truth.
And I'm hoping it sets me free.
William Eberlein Jun 2015
All that I will ever be able to do,
When trying to describe her,
Is waste both ink and breath.
William Eberlein Jun 2019
I'm still worried about my acne at 25.
Maybe it's stress...
Or bad diet...
Or both.

I'm not tall.
And I'm not long.
Short enough to make a difference in either direction.
Knowledgeable enough to learn.
Patient enough for ease.
Willing enough to be me.

I look forward to habit,
Like a habit.

To experiment and in two turn, implement.

We can be.
We are.
And, we have been.

I anticipate this ten fold feeling
Thousands of times.

You were placed on my path for a reason.

If for this emotion and nothing else...
Then I embrace it in full for as long as it takes.
Yet if you want me to pray,
Know that I beg it to take me away.

Thanks to me for bringing myself to a place where I can say...
Thank you.

You.

One of the few lovely souls
That I was ever willing to let be a part of me.

You must come to understand
That my eyes don't work like they used to.

I see not just somebody.
I see you,
Through your beautiful stained glass windows,
To the infinite beyond.

May you relearn to look in the mirror as I see you.

Because I see you.

Only you.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
I planted a plant once,
without knowing.
I could not see it,
for it was metaphoric.
But when I was informed of its presence,
I watered it with the best efforts that I could muster.

And I soon forgot,
That I was blind to it.

Blind to how much water it needed.

Blind to which way it leaned.

And blind to how ill it had become.

Needless to say,
that I killed it.

Now,
all I wish,
is that I had it back,
to the way it was before.

So that I could try again,
and grow a forest
from something that was once dead.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
Long awaits the hour of death my son.

And so must be matched the minute of life.

Give it no heed to look it in the eyes,
as not to give it a gift of good health.

For it will take from you,
if presented the chance,
all that can be held close to heart.

Bring only 2 coins of gold pure.

One shall be given to the harbinger himself.

The other placed of center chest,
to deter and deflect his silver scythe.
William Eberlein Feb 2013
Blue is the sky.

Blue is the sea.

Blue are your eyes
that set my heart free.
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