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andrea hundt Sep 2013
Love can open a million doors.

It can show you no pain lasts forever,
And with hard work comes great reward.
It can mend you when your heart has been
Ripped out and trampled on,
And it can give you hope for a
Better tomorrow.

Love can open a million doors.

Or it can show you how deep pain can pierce,
And how long scars take to fade.
It can leave you shaking in the
stillness of four AM,
And begging for a
Better tomorrow.
andrea hundt Sep 2013
Every word I say rings through your head.
Mellow, and composed.

I meant to scream them at the top of my lungs,
But then, you'd never hear me.
andrea hundt Sep 2013
There's so many thoughts,
And I'm tripping on expectation.
There's no escape route, no exit signs.

I'm stuck here, and you've never even been.

How can you say it's
"Not that bad?"
andrea hundt Sep 2013
If love builds bridges, why are we stranded?
I'm bruised and I'm broken,
Lost and abandoned.

I've gone down every winding path, traveled every twisted road.
There's no map, there's no escaping.
I've ventured through the thick and there's nowhere left to go.
There's promise beyond the rivers,
But with a heavy heart I'll sink.

If love builds bridges, mine already burnt.
I'm bruised and I'm broken,
And you're not even hurt.
andrea hundt Sep 2013
I tried to write a poem that did you justice.
But no words could flow on paper
as beautifully as they do
off your lips.
andrea hundt Sep 2013
I've been staring out the window for months.

I've been waiting for winter. I know how much you love it.
I know how Christmas makes you absently hum,
and the way you curl up at night with the polar express
next to the fire, sipping hot cocoa to your heart's content.

I've been waiting for the snow to fall.
Endlessly, magically,
draining the sadness from your soul again.

I've been waiting for the snow to fall,
and for you to fall for me.
For you to drain the sadness from my soul again.

I've been waiting for winter,
because to you it means second chances.
And that's all I'm wishing for this Christmas.

I've been staring out the window for months.
And no one bothered to say
Christmas has come and gone.
You're out of chances
and I'm out of luck.
this really ***** but I needed to get some feelings out so what the hell
andrea hundt Sep 2013
You're the heaviest rain to ever soak my skin,
And I'm drenched to the bone
But you're not giving in.

You're the crispest air to ever slash my wrists.
And it burns but I love you still,
Only now, with clenched fists.

You're the poorest soil to ever grow my heart,
I'm left to rot but I love you still,
Like I have from the start.

You're the most toxic man I've ever met,
And so you took too many pills
To even out your head.
You left the ones who loved you
With all this **** regret.
And the worst part is that to this day,
I haven't stopped loving you yet.
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