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  Mar 2015 Atrisia
Eliza Parker
Today I let someone buy me dinner.
Today I let someone say, "you look pretty."
Today I let someone make me laugh
And show me around the city

But because I let you inside of my heart
Years and years ago,
When he leaned in to kiss me as you'd done before
I said "I'm sorry I have to go."

Today was supposed to be good for me
Because I thought I was ready within
When I thought I was going to let you walk out
I invited you back in.

Today I let someone take me out
And my smile became a frown
After all of this time believing I'm healed
Today I let someone down.
not always a big fan of rhyming poetry but in some cases it just seems right
Atrisia Feb 2015
I love the feeling love gives
when i dream up the way that we'll meet
joined together like a two piece puzzle
making sense when how hearts sync

i love the feeling that love leaves
when i'm searching and then our eyes meet,
my heart beats my soul melts
i'm all yours and you all mine.

since my dad died i've felt all alone,
but when we meet i'll know i was wrong.
not abandoned just finding me,
so when you get here, i more your own
Atrisia Feb 2015
they say to love like your here,
forget the world when it brings tears
watch the sun rise
dance in the rain,
but when my heart beats without you here
its not the same
its faint and it skips
there are parts you are supposed to chip in
and when i dance i get bruises
for you're not there to catch me.
but i'm glad i feel this way.
cause when you are finally here
i forget the rest.
to the one who can love me
Atrisia Feb 2015
roses are read
violets are blown
those words you write
draw my soul here to you
to the one i will love
  Feb 2015 Atrisia
Alice Morris
Weeping willow sways

in the gentle autumn breeze

watching life pass by.
Atrisia Jan 2015
Despite the suns efforts to shine,
The cold from within has a claim over my skin,
It sips through my pores and hovers over me like a protective layer,

It doesn’t protect me.
I'm but a vessel, a cup, an urn, beautifully moulded,
But never will I amount to that which I hold.

The ghost of me wants to escape the future and be one with me.
To silence me

The sun shows signs of cracking as if it were a wall painting
I begin to realise I am trapped in a frame,
Someone’s depiction of gloom…

I can have no emotion,
I only stir it up for you
You who sees me…
You know wants to know me…
You who's been cold under the blazing sun
If you were an image in an art piece, how would you feel, or would the things in life feel unreal to you
Atrisia Nov 2014
I've been here a while,
I've tried to fall in love,
After all nothing worth something comes easy,
But the grass is greener on the lawn next door,
and my mind takes vacation when we are left alone,
I thought I picked you for forever, but its like a dice I rolled
'Cause instead of forever, the sands of time are pouring through the hour glass,
And I'm not speechless because you take my breath away,
I just can't lie, No, I won't give you hope..
because when the time runs out, I went to follow it out the door...
Find my self and my living too.
#StudentofArchitecture... My reveries about my relationship with design Architectural Design school:
Projects that pick you are the worse.. I need; to breath, to drink life through kind of living I choice.. and this current project's draining the smile from me.. Can't wait to finish it off..
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