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I'm horrible with words (not as bad as I am with silence)
They all make sense in my head, but I **** them up when I speak.
So I keep them to myself.
Because who the hell cares what I think about
music, and literature, and war, and you.
No one cares that I hate the color yellow,
And that I can't remember who sang that song,
And that I want to see that movie from the commercial.
And that I like it when I hold you at night.
I'm saying this for me
Because maybe it will help me communicate
Maybe it will help me articulate
Maybe it will help me formulate the words
Maybe it will help me tell you
That I love your smile, and your eyes,
And I hate not being with you
Because I still get butterflies
And I care what you think, and I want to keep you satisfied
Because I don't want you to leave.
But the words get lost between my thoughts and my mouth.
And I know you think about what I'm thinking
And wonder what thoughts I'm keeping
And try to figure out what I'm hiding
And why I won't tell you
That I can't live without you
or I won't live without you
or I don't want to live without you
or..
..**** it..
I smell the rose at beauty's end.
I see the darkness of a friend.
I see princess pure and true.
I see a blackened heart pulling through.
I see a heart with love long lost.
I see the queen becoming distraut.
I see a fairy tale's endless night.
I see a child, pure in sight.
I see an adventure burning in the dust.
I see the prince beginning to rust.

I found an apple that brings eternal sleep.
I found a spindle that puts my heart at ease.
I found my petals lying on the ground.
My clock strikes midnight,
my time is running out.
Let’s kiss with open eyes
Show me love with no disguise
Let’s kiss with naked souls
Show me love with no controls
Let’s kiss without a shame
Show me love burn the flame
Let’s kiss without restrain
Show me love don't abstain
Let’s kiss with delight
Show me love the whole night
Let’s kiss everyday
Show me love don’t run away
Let’s kiss until dawn
Show me love turn me on
Let’s kiss under the moon
Show me love show it soon
Let’s kiss while we dance
Show me love and romance
Let’s kiss till we can
Show me love be a man
Let’s kiss till we die
Show me love don’t be shy
Let’s kiss as we used to do
Show me love, as I love you
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
 Mar 2014 anonymous
madeline may
I promised myself
That if you were to drown
That I'd go down with you
That I would spare my dying breath
For one last second with you

But now
If he were to drown
I would fight to my last breath
To share it with him
To breathe together
To heal together
To live together
To love together
My love for you was somber
But my love for him sings joy
 Mar 2014 anonymous
ky
confused
 Mar 2014 anonymous
ky
first
you'll
find
a way
to
numb
the
pain
but
then
you'll
stick
a
razor
to your
skin
just
to
feel
again
 Mar 2014 anonymous
Chris
Still am.
 Mar 2014 anonymous
Chris
Here I am, looking up causes for headaches
at 1 am
when I know it will always come back to you.
My hands found the bottom of the ocean
as I cleaned old movie tickets out of my car today.
I can see your honesty from here.
It took my composure on its way out the door.
I’m not bitter anymore.
I’m just tired.
And I’m tired of being so tired.
I’m sorry you didn’t stay.
I’m sorry that I apologize
for all the times you didn’t.
I keep forgetting these things
are not one-sided,
and so,
I’m sorry I gave you everything
for nothing in return.
You tasted like love,
and I was parched.
Still am.
It's terrible, but it needed to make its way out
 Mar 2014 anonymous
Julia
Maybe
 Mar 2014 anonymous
Julia
We all, at some point in our lives, come across those songs-with
The melodies that seem so bland,
The rhythms that we can't stand,
The lyrics that repeat themselves with no meaning attached,
The dynamics that are out to attack,

And then we come across those songs-with
The melodies we can't get out of our minds,
The rhythms that remind us to push forward at all times,
The lyrics that explain what we were unable to,
The dynamics that help to bring out how we're feeling inside,

Maybe the people we come across throughout our lives
affect us in these ways, too.
*jm
 Mar 2014 anonymous
Morgan
-
I thought a tattoo gun
and different shades of grey
would make me feel like a painting
I thought a cigarette between my finger tips
would make me feel like a poem
I thought if I sat in enough coffee shops
and read enough news articles
I'd be the kind of person
other people wanted to fall in love with
I thought if I lost
ten pounds and took Polaroids
of myself sipping lemonade
in a bathing suit,
you'd wish you hadn't
cracked me open
and picked me apart
every night for three years
of our lives
but the ink made me feel exposed
and the cigarettes made me feel like
I was standing at a truck stop
and the coffee shops were lonely
and the news articles were boring
and I lost more than weight that summer
and I took more than Polaroids
and I drank more than lemonade
and I cracked myself open
and I picked myself apart
and I forgot what I was doing
in the first place
but I couldn't make it stop
My mind just keeps
Replaying the image
We're on fhe couch
Me wrapped in your arms
And you look at me with love.


Oh how i miss the contentment.
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