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Claire Walters Oct 2015
I was half of who I was
I was half of who I wanted to be
My heart was only a half
And my mind was paying the fee

No one understood but you,
They all broke me
And my heart was in two

My heart was whole before all of them came

Now my heart is in pieces
Tiny fragments of shame,
From all the people taking little slivers
My heart was like a running river

Then you came along
You came along and fixed me
You fixed my broken heart
Because two broken hearts make a whole and,
You made my heart laugh
You made my heart smile
You made my heart feel happy again
You're the one who taught it how to love again
When I thought that would never be,
And all this satisfactory
Will never last
And I know this because I've learned from the past,
My heart will soon be in half again and no longer will be
The same heart that it was with you and me
Claire Walters Oct 2015
Can you honestly say you have found a man that suits your wishes everyday

I can

Can you honestly say you are happy to be with him in every stupid little love fling kind of way

I can

Can you honestly tell him you love him and mean it but when he says it, he says it as a friend

I can

Can you honestly fall flat on your face for him and he might not even notice

I can

Falling head over heels for a man that is blinded by his own lover

I'm falling and someday I'll crash

I can't...
Claire Walters Oct 2015
Infect me with your love
I want to die knowing that I'm infected with your love

Poison me with your kisses
I want to kiss your lips knowing that I was the last to kiss you

Strangle me with your hugs
I want to breathe my last breath knowing your arms are wrapped around me so tight that I can't say a thing but only hear you whisper

"It was an accident"
Claire Walters Sep 2015
She
She is a mirror, reflecting people's words and actions back on them.
She is a jacket, warming people's thoughts when they need help or advice.
She is an ice cube, she can be cold, but she can melt too.
She is a tree, people or things can alter the way she grows.
She is a thunderstorm, you either like her or don't.
She is a parachute, saving people when they seem to be falling.
She is the red traffic light across town, people usually listen to her,
but when they don't,
there might be consequences later.
She is a wall, because she's always there when you need someone to lean on
Claire Walters Sep 2015
Slowly slipping away from the reality that they all seem to portray,
Day dreaming is how we get away,
but we never forget that nightmares are dreams too.

We live In a world where the prescribed medication that the doctor gives you,
Doesn't work.
And the dreams of the children turn to nightmares,
They want to believe and see heaven but all they seem to see is hell,

The parents are gone and no one seems to care,
They're left to fend for themselves,
They are so young and already know how to fake a smile...

Now there grown and caring for there own,
But they're terrified but of course don't show it,
Because then there kids will know it.

We are the beautiful disasters that the old tell as a tale to there young,
But we lived it and it's true,
We were the silent minds that slowly drifted away from reality.
Claire Walters Sep 2015
I am friends with the most poisonous spider,
because I know it can't hurt me,
but somehow I'm still getting bitten and the poison is rushing through my veins,
I try to breath in oxygen but you kiss CO2 in my mouth
and when it's broad day and I can see clearly,
you cover my eyes so all I can see is the darkness that you have put in me
and my feet are now brown from the dirt path I have been walking on
and the only light I have is a little ounce of hope that the sun will be out in the morning
Claire Walters Sep 2015
We were like the first and last pieces of a loaf of bread
We were thrown away to the world
But the world didn't know how to deal with us
So we slowly disappeared into the air
We heard the screams and the secrets of the people
We ran through the awkward silences like it was our job  
We felt the grief and the disappoint of the children
We filled the emptiness and holes that were left inside hearts
We gave them so much
But received as little as bread crumbs
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