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I have this confession
But please don't judge me behind
I fell in love again
And I think it's the thousandth time
Hope you understand
I can't get it out of my mind
Love is uncontrollable
I'm so in love to make this rhyme


I have to tell you something
But please don't tell me I'm a fool
I always thought about him
He is the only one that I adore
I fell in love with him
He is so smart,  so kind,  so cool
I fell in love again
To the same man that I love before
Before there was "they"
She already loved him
And loves him more and more
Each day...
Survive yourself first
Discover your thirsts
Quench them but in quiet waters

Find the path among the twisted roots
Invent the peace that does not exist
Be your day
I'm searching every single place
turn every corner and hope to see your face
been trying to find you, but I just don't know
so where do the broken hearts go
they say they know how I feel
and somehow its my fault that it was my heart you chose to steal
you tore me apart but I kept my mouth shut
my only weakness is that I care too much
it hurts to see you smile when I'm in pain
but everyone else just thinks I'm insane
when you ask I'll always say I'm fine
yet secretly I wish you were still mine
I'm forced to see you almost everyday
I watch you as you walk away
I wish you would hold me like you used to
I wish you cared as much as I do
finally came out of my shell
now the price I pay is pure hell
so now my heart is finally dead
all because you got into my head
and though I don't let it show
I'm dying really slow
you stole my heart
then you ripped it apart
I look down and watch the blood flow
I finally know where the broken hearts go
 Dec 2014 Ashley Rodden
SG Holter
I thrive on liking.
If there's nothing to enjoy
In things, I ignore them.
Move on.

Where do you get your
Energy
? they ask,
Weary from disliking.

This *****. He's a ****.
This band is terrible.
Surrealism is too unrealistic.
There are no happy endings.

It'll all break down into pieces of
Broken love, burning.  
It always does.
He'll let me down in
The end.
They always do.


If so,
Ignore your losses.
To live a lot, you have to
Hurt a lot.
Move on.

Enjoy more of it next time.
Appreciate. Open yourself.
You'll like more.
You'll hurt less.
You'll love the movement
Of Life dancing
With the
Living.
The metal in this brass knuckle heart
punches my chest from the inside out

The valves, a semiconductor for the static
electricity of your touch

Who ever thought a defibrillator could be so soft?

And in the challenge of this love
I wonder what kind of mettle you're thinking
of now

And I think patience is found
on a molecular level inside the iron
in your blood

And love then, a stone ground down
from your ashes

I mean, pressure and heat are
what diamonds are made from

Tell me again of the struggles you shone through

And through that logic, we are precious stones
but so much softer than that

I want to hold you like the focused light
from a jeweler trying to make a sale
but so much more earnest than that

And what of the contradiction
between hardness
and softness

Because there is you

How can you be so hard
and so full of life?

How can you be so beautiful?
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