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 Jul 2015 ahmo
Savannah Charlish
You only need your heart broken once
To be able to create a lifetime of poetry
pieces of you are sprinkled around my day and the small parts paint a mosaic that by the end of the night reminds me of you - i remember all the details

it's hard not to think of your body pressed against mine in this heat because it's the same sun that made us sweat together and it's the same moon that watched us love each other more than ever before and i don't know what's worse, not seeing you or not hearing you

all i want is for you to be near me because your hug burns deep within my skin and before i know it my skin smells of you and my hair locks in brown strings the aroma of your clean shirt and your cologne

maybe this is what love feels like - maybe love is when i'm at th beach for a week and everyday i keep thinking how much i miss you, maybe love is how well i know your smile to the point where i'm down and picture it i smile, maybe love is how my lips know yours better than anyone else's, maybe love is when i sit down and write poem after poem after poem about you because it's a love so deep only ink on paper can understand
 Jul 2015 ahmo
Micah
dear victoria
 Jul 2015 ahmo
Micah
Dear Victoria,
Where did you go?
Why did you leave me?
My heart has gone cold.

Dear Mindset,
Why did you come?
You tell me I'm worthless,
Useless and dumb.

Dear Victoria,
I need you back,
Without you I do things,
My soul's turning black.

Dear Mindset,
You've changed this child,
You've broke my jawline,
And stole my smile.

Dear Victoria,
Right now, I am lost,
I'm confused, worried, doubtful,
My wrists pay the cost.

Dear Mindset,
You've ruined my life,
It was you who told me,
That salvation was in the knife.
It was you who began my now grand addiction.
   Thank you so much,
   Love Victoria x
 Jul 2015 ahmo
Dina
I'm learning
 Jul 2015 ahmo
Dina
I'm sorry for all I can't say
But I'm just taking it day by day
I'm learning its okay to be down
That sometimes... I can wear a frown
I'm learning I don't need to pretend
That someday I'll say "way back when"
It hurts me then
Oh it hurts me now
But darling I'm learning to be proud
I'm learning to be proud of me...
And all I am.
Its only now I understand
Loving me...
Isn't all that bad.
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