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Why are

You

still living

in my heart?

Move out,

So I can move

On.
I come here
to work
to relax
A little space to hear my thoughts

But then I hear voices.
Horrible
Loud
Destructive Voices
Ripping up the silence in the room.

I hate when I can't hear myself think.
Broken glass of a window pane;
Broken home and a widow's pain.
Tears hang off a foreclosure notice;
The ones who are left hurt the most, ever noticed?

Easiest way is the one seen before;
Today her daughter will only be four.
Her daughter's aunt will raise her sure;
She heads for the cold forsaken shore.

Jagged rocks and gulls pass by;
On the cliffs, her last good bye.
One step, her love she longs to see;
Her limp body soon claimed by the sea.
I'm not yours
I'm not hers
I'm not his
I'm not it's

I'm not me
I'm not you
I'm not we
I'm not two

I'm more
 Sep 2011 Alicia Strong
L Archer
You've been my crutch for way too long, it's time to let you go
Before you waltz out of my life, I have to let you know
You deserve the best and I'm nothing more than less
I will stay to pick up pieces left by love's mess

Focus on yourself, read a book, do some traveling
Forget about my problems and their oh-so-slow unraveling
My life may fall apart without you in my routine
I can never tell,  with just words, how much you mean...

To me, you gave affection I will always be indebted
You love me more than life itself, for this I give you credit
I have held you back with my trainwreck of a lifestyle
Drank sorrows away, but took a raincheck on a wife's smile

The plane takes off in 20, dear, so please be on your way
Never think again of what I think, do, or say
You'll miss a lot about me but you'll never miss the fear
Once your visions of the past and present disappear
Red
Red sky I see red sky
I wonder why the sky is red.
Maybe space has been bleeding
Seeding blood into clouds.
Crowds stand to look
Tapping the news out on  phones to Facebook.
Then the sky starts to cry dropping to lie
Like rubies in tears
And the sound of a throbbing and thunderous sobbing
Reaches my ears.
Like the sky the people all cry
In wonder.
 Sep 2011 Alicia Strong
Beth Dyck
I close my eyes, and I see you standing before me.
I reach out my hand to touch you.
Eyes and fingers trace every detail of your face, yet somehow, you remain a mystery.
We embrace; bodies together as one, cheek on cheek.
My arms encircle your neck, and yours wrap around my waist, yet I feel no warmth.
I feel nothing but longing.
You smile tenderly on me. I wonder, who are you?
You are an enigma.
So close I can almost touch you, but too far away to know you.
My eyes open; you fade away like a memory not yet revealed.
How can it be that all this time
I’ve been playing a role
That disempowered me
I walked around with my head hung low in shame
I deserved not your love or friendship
It was true that if I had been victimized
I must be no good

Then somehow I see a video, I hear a word
I suddenly get it
I’m not a victim
I’m a volunteer
I signed up for domestic violence
I walked in ignoring the red flags
Thinking I can change him
He won’t do it to me
I’m the love of your life
Why can’t you see?

My lack of boundaries
My fear to disagree
Painted me into a pretty corner
I won’t again see
I’m through signing up
I’m done being a volunteer
I woke up today and saw
The real me

This ***** ain’t taking your patronizing **** no more
Go call someone else honey and tell ‘em how to feel
‘cuz today I had enough
Of your belittling me
All it took was a choice
To say nothing and slowly **** my spirit
Or to wake up roar and let you deal with it

HA HA HA

You men were excellent teachers
Showing me everything I don’t want to be
So thank you
I am through
My *** is laughing merrily
The choice was always mine..
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