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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"
Never in a million years would I have thought it would be you
The person that makes me smile an in instant
But it is
And it's true

Never In a million years would I have thought I would talk to you
The person who I'm not suppose to associate with
But it is
And it's true

How we got to talking
Well that I really don't know
How we'll ever stop talking
Well that I really don't hope so
She said that they don't make it out there
In the real world
They don't survive
I'm one of them
She was one of them
She was surprised that she made it
I wasn't because I knew her strength
She was scared for me
As I broke down I was a mess, and I still am
I couldn't talk about it
Because I knew my eyes would turn to rain clouds
And it was gonna be a big storm
But she seemed to understand
She saw my pain
And I let her
"We are not meant to survive in this world"
This world wasn't meant for people like you and me...
"Get seven plates"
"Seven knifes ,spoons and forks"
"And Seven napkins and placemats"

Setting the dinner table was an awful request,
but now I take it as a gift...
For the number of plates are less, and less every time that I'm asked

The glasses aren't being used as much,
It seems like we are using the same three glasses every time
And the drinks In it are all the same
except for the ones that are sitting in the cabinet,
There already filled with the memories that happened at the dinner table,
seven years ago, When I was asked...

"Get seven plates"
"Seven knifes,spoons and forks"
"And Seven napkins and placemats"
If my words I wrote down to you today were clothes, I would be naked.
For what I wrote I put my heart and soul in,
My words were my backbone,
So I guess now I'm missing the most important parts.

I'm ripped apart because you made me vulnerable,
I gave you all I have and you through it away,
I had to go dumpster diving for my broken pieces,
But now you wonder why I don't speak deeply to you anymore,
And my doubt in myself doesn't "inspire" you,
For now I keep my mouth shut.

I only seem to mumble the words I wish to speak in the back of my head,
And now it's time for me to leave this world, for now I'm no longer needed.
Take me away,
To a place where we can be far from those who don't understand,
My people have become okay with my choices,
It took awhile but it's now all alright,
For you though it's all different.
Your people see me as a criminal stealing the innocence of their kin,
But what they don't know is that you came to me when I was lost,
You showed me the path I trailed off from.
I was in a bad place, but now I seem to be serenity, a good place that I wish I wish I was in when I was younger
Nothing ever lasts and
Things always change
We suffer from the mutation we have had in our life
But somehow in the end we always seem to "get over it"
Traveling through the night,
I found my alter ego on the edge of hope,
It is usually best to speak the words of wisdom that we had taught our selves.
This is what we know, but never wish it upon our worst enemy;
To not care might make jump.

By midnight I fell back to the street and watched,
Listening to the winds made by fast moving cars.
The world lighting up by the tail lights and city street lamps.
She had almost gone up with the others
But I stopped, I stared and she was, okay...
This was inspired by traveling through the dark by William E. Stafford
Oh no,
Darling you,
Grew up to early,
It wasn't suppose to,
Be like this,
I'm,
Sorry,

It's no fun,
Being, a grown up.
If I could I would,
Change that,
I would,
Give you your,
Imagination back and,
Go back in time,
But,
Life doesn't work like that and,
I'm sorry...
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