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Amelia DeCoil Jun 2014
Do you know what it is like
The constant struggle,
Un ending Fight
Sometimes it can last
All night

The strength of this weakness
It grabs a hold of me
And fastens its grip
Making it hard for me to breath

Surrounded by the roaring sound
But, Silence is all around
The harsh chill of the ground
I’m just Trying to calm down


Find the heartbeat inside my chest
But it is to quite in this mess
Just looking for the beat in my chest
I feel defeated as I struggle to find rest
Amelia DeCoil Jun 2014
I miss you
Three words.
So intense
They tare apart my soul
They're all I hear
You're all I see
I can't dare respond
I have to let it be
At least in this moment
For tonight
Let me dream of those words

I miss you

It took my breath away
Seeing those three words, so clear

I miss you

YOU miss me
How's that possible
It was so abrupt
The last words
The heat of the moment
Now those three innocent words make that all disappear
I want to be somewhere with you
But for now I'm not

I miss you

I close my eyes
Let it sink in
The beauty of the meaning

I miss you

I look at those words till I fall asleep
Till they're etched in my mind
I take it in
Breath
Inhale
Exhale

I miss you

I miss you

Don't respond
I don't wanna hear what comes next
I want this moment to be perfect
I want your words to be real

I miss you

Will you always miss me?
A part of me wonders
A part of me never wants to find out
Amelia DeCoil Jun 2014
I have dreams twice the size of me

I’ll accomplish them all, you just wait and see

I want to reach for the stars and land on the moon

And forever be able to sleep in till noon

That sounds like a contradiction, but I assure you it’s not

I’ll take a map and travel with a dot

Exploring all the unseen beauty that I dream about

I want to live a life of poetry, and have nothing to doubt

Driving the nicest cars in Japan

Then Smoking the finest green in Amsterdam

Let’s not forget about the trips to the Eiffel Tower

Dancing under the London lights, drinking ***** sours

I want to live a life that I create in my dreams

From ball gown beauty queen to a hoodie & some jeans

This world is daring with it's pushing wind

So I'll travel it's path and call it my friend

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