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Alex Feeney Sep 2013
who ever would've known
that the feel of your caressing hands
or your soft lips on mine
could comfort me better than
sleeping on a cloud

but when it's time for you to go
& I'm forced to think
of how idiotic I am
for letting someone hold me
the way he shouldn't be
just to escape like
sleeping on a cloud

this is a mattress
(not a cloud)
I am alone
(you left without a goodbye kiss)
I should've known

-a.f.
Alex Feeney Sep 2013
I wish you could understand
that I really am trying
so hard
to be happy
but its just
so hard
when nobody even wants me
to be around
I'm so sorry
I have tried
I have failed
& I don't have the strength
to speak
     to breathe
         to strive
it's so hard
pretending to be alive

- a.f.
Alex Feeney Aug 2013
you told me
I could cry you a river
if I needed to
& you would be right there,
the sun to dry up my tears
but I told you
that I can not cry the slightest rain
although I want to
because you never learned to swim
through the storm
so when you disappear
my tears will fall
like a drizzle in July
& you will not be around
to watch it all evaporate
        that's the truth about the sea
        & how I wouldn't let you drown in me

- a.f.
Alex Feeney Jun 2013
my friends always told me
that kisses
don't happen like they do
in the movies
but they don't know
about our well played roles
by the river
when you caressed me
like the stream running over small rocks
and you kissed my lips like the waves
kiss the shore
it was like a scene
depicted in the summer
when the sun is hotter
than the sun burnt skin
of the young, naïve hearts
chasing a good storyline

-a.f.
Alex Feeney May 2013
if I leave tonight
or tomorrow
or next week,
just know that I
have thought about this
for a long long time &
if nobody noticed that then
they shouldn't notice when
I'm gone

-a.f.
Alex Feeney May 2013
I'm missing out
on the rest of my life
restrained by the people
that claim to be who I need
at a time like this
when all I think I need
is to have
my real friends,
a sunny day,
a trip to the water,
a night under the stars,
mistakes that'll turn in to
stories for a lifetime,
but it's against the commandments
to be apart of something
that they don't approve of
so excuse me if I become
a bit of a rule breaker
because I just can't stand
sitting at home

-a.f.
Alex Feeney May 2013
who
if you are reading this

and my delicate words

spark your fastidious memory,

(I'll lie to you & say)

my writing is not

about you


-a.f.
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