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I could give you my soul,
and you'd ask for my body too.
I'd be cautious at first,
but I'd do it because I love you.

You'd look at your spoil,
and say it's simply not enough.
You'd throw it to the fire,
and I'd burn.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
653 · Nov 2011
Fall
I have something,
that I must confess.
As of late,
I've been a complete mess.

But I love,
that feeling when you fall.
So please don't try,
to save me at all.

I like my ways,
like my ways.
I like my ways.

Guess you can say,
I'm a bit ****** up.
But to be honest,
I just can't get enough.

My life is perfect,
wouldn't trade it for a thing.
Nothing's wrong,
with being self righteous.

I like my ways,
like my ways.
I like my ways.

Set myself up,
set myself up.
Set myself up,
for the fall yeah,
the ******' fall, yeah.

Set myself up,
for the ******' fall.
Set myself up,
for the fall.
Set myself up,
for the fall.
For the fall, yeah,
the ******' fall, yeah.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
651 · Jun 2013
Culpabilité
Less is more and more is less.
We sit upon our thrones atop this mess.
Our lies pile up beneath our feet.
I live for a love I cannot feel.
The suns sets on another day.
And I know we both don't feel the same way.

This house is quite after you leave.
I feel my weak legs trembling.
Lies and deceit seep through the walls.
I love the feeling before I fall.
I can't escape the guilt and the shame.
this evil inside me plays me like a game.

The insanity is flowing through my brain.
I feel only shame, but I can't confront it.
Down on both knees, I cry out in pain.
My heart torn, I will never be the same.
The sun rises on other day.
Memories slowly begins to fade away.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
649 · May 2013
Into My Soul
Hold on while I explode,
my mind is pacing,
my heart is racing.
Don't let me go,
I can't be left alone.

Your love is a light
that shines down on the darkness,
that protrudes my mind.

Your love is a guide
through the thick black forest,
of my crippled mind.

I can feel you,
when you look into my soul.

Hold on while I implode,
the feelings inside,
no where to hide.
Don't let me go,
I can't be left alone.

Your love is a beacon,
shining high upon the hill,
high above my heart.

Your love is the reason,
that I have the will,
to try and restart.

I can feel you,
you make me whole.
I can feel you,
when you look into my soul.

These simplistic,
complex feelings,
leave me floating,
touch the ceiling.

But in the end,
something will,
always be there,
to tear me down.

Hold on while I explode,
my mind is pacing,
my heart is racing.
Don't let me go,
I can't be left alone.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
646 · Nov 2011
Lucky Man
As of late,
I've had some troubles.
And seems like,
they're about to double.

But everything,
will be alright.
As long as I,
have you by my side.

Everyday,
I work to the bone.
Just to bring,
some good food home.

But everything,
will be alright.
As long as I,
have you by my side.

I open my eyes,
and I awake,
everyday,
to your beautiful face.

I close my eyes,
and I go to sleep,
always thinking,
"who's doing better than me?"

Because everything,
will be alright.
As long as I,
have you by my side.

Everything,
will be alright.
As long as I,
have you by my side.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
642 · Oct 2017
The Summit and the View
Just because the climb
is insufferable and taxing,
does not mean
the summit is bountiful
and rich.
Sometimes the summit
is just the peak
of realization,
that there are many more challenges to scale.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
642 · May 2012
Moving On
Walking along the train tracks,
leaves rustle beneath my feet.
There's no looking back,
I'm moving on.

Earth is a pretty big place,
for two people to meet.
Feels as big as space,
yet somehow, we met.

And somehow, we stayed together,
somehow, we stayed strong.
You promised me forever,
I held on to every word.

But forever didn't last,
didn't last long at all.
Now you're the past,
and I'm moving on.

I may not be strong,
but I'm moving on.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
640 · Aug 2012
Haiku #20
Alcohol, pills, and
cigarettes have become the
modern day killers.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
638 · Jan 2013
The Dream Was Just A Dream
I fell,
into my dream.
The world around me was so small,
and I was big.

I was ******,
into a black hole.
So I swam in the lava,
it was cold.

Do I really need to be with you?
Am I just setting myself up?
Do I have a clue?

Reborn,
into a cosmic aftermath.
I laughed at the priest in the clown suit,
face painted, awfully rude.

I ask,
is there one true god?
The man in the mask answered simply,
why stop with one?

I need to know the true truth from you.
I need to know how much to love you.
What is the purpose of actions with no purpose?
They just end up ******* us all.
As we await,
my fall.

Falling,
falling,
falling,
out of space.

Out of my dream,
out of my head.
I slowly fall,
back into my bed.

The dream was just a dream.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
637 · May 2013
Minds Behind the Mindless
Breaking barriers,
beyond the brain.
A mindless mind,
is a foolish game.

Beyond the brains waves,
a smile saved.
Mother Nature grins,
we have sinned.

The chainsaws growl,
a horrific song.
Teeth tear into wood,
this feels so wrong.

Looking at a forest,
and seeing a profit.
As Frost once told,
"Nature's first green is gold."

The minds behind the mindless,
that chop, cut, and ****.
Corrupt money makers,
bending the workers will.

Will we ever yield,
turning forest into stumpy field?
Or does money dictate the mind?
Only time can tell.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
636 · Jun 2013
Our City, Our Home
My city, my home,
just crumbled castle walls.
Flames and fear,
and burning horse stalls.

Flight of the wicked,
with forked tongues.
Burned my home to the ground,
with flames hot as the sun.

Art thou afraid,
of the flying beasts,
that ravage our lands,
and eat all of sheep?

Art thou afraid,
of the flame wailing beasts,
that **** all our people,
with the slightest of shrieks.

Raise your hands brethren,
raise your swords high!
For tonight, for our people,
we die!

To free the lands,
of this wretched, cruel beast,
we must swing our swords strong,
and show we're not weak.

We must clash with flesh,
and slash and slay,
for the people we love,
for our city, our home.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
636 · Dec 2012
Family Man
How couldn't I,
see the pain in his eyes.
The burden he carried,
was far too heavy.

To be perfect,
just the right fit.
The mask he wore,
soon became permanent.

He was the one,
the one and only one.
He was the one,
and you threw him into the sun.

He was the man,
who could do anything.
His life, his fight,
was to do it all right.

His family first,
for better or worse.
He gave you his life,
threw it all on the line.

He was the one,
the one and only one.
He was the one,
but you pushed him towards the gun.

And now he rests,
with both hands on his chest.
The man of the hour,
and a life gone sour.

The man of the hour,
and a life gone sour.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
635 · Jul 2013
Cry Out
Cry out to the Fathers,
the Innovators,
and the Sinners!
The Creators of a modern day catastrophe,
and the Saviors of a nation once free.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
634 · Oct 2012
Run
Run
The feelings inside,
there's no where to hide.
I can't keep running,
from you.
I'm falling.
The pain, you can't see,
I cannot save me.
Truth is, I need you,
but I will deny it.
I'm falling.

My heart's freezing, cold,
and I'm growing old.
I need to feel love,
I can't get enough.
I'm falling.
Where did you run to?
Can I run with you?
I am the one who,
was supposed to run,
not you...

I've fallen.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
634 · Dec 2013
Stained
You hold my mind in your hand,
I hope you're happy.
Laughter echo's in a silent room,
you're the only one laughing.

Everyone stands around with straight faces,
glasses of wine in their hands.
Charcoal suits and bright white dresses,
you're legs are weak,
you can barely stand.

You think you're perfect,
with your pretty little face,
you're in a race against time,
I'm coming back for my mind.

You think you're cool,
at the party of fools,
wearing you're red dress,
you're just a mess.

Everyone smiles and stares at each other,
sharing glances and faces.
No one knows there reason they're here,
they just drink away the pain,
everyone gets wasted.

Your shiny white smile,
is stained with blood,
the blood from my heart,
the blood from our love.

Everyone's dancing,
they don't know they're dead,
lost lovers romancing,
over memories in their head.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
631 · Aug 2012
Haiku #10
She's cute and spunky,
and can bring life to the room.
The lovely Michelle.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
631 · Sep 2012
Haiku #43
The birds chirping makes
what was once serene, chaos,
but yet still serene.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
630 · Apr 2015
Introvert
Sometimes I sit on the curb,
and watch the city come alive.
Sometimes I sit in the park,
and watch the clouds roll by.

I've been thinking and thinking about how I'm shrinking,
I've almost disappeared.

I live in a basement and I'm some what complacent,
with how I'm living in fear.

I spend every Monday, Wednesday and Friday,
exchanging strange glances with peers.

But for the first time in years,
I'm happy.

I haven't seen any of my friends,
in about over a month.
It's strange how we live our lives,
like we don't realize we live once.
There's no time for teary eyes,
your smile's as bright as the sun.
Let love and life inside,
and you'll realize your life has begun.

Look forward to each new day,
let go of the days that have passed.
This life we live is a joke,
don't forget to laugh.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
629 · Apr 2012
The Pain
Today I felt the pain,
I haven't felt in years.
And it was here to stay,
and it brought on the tears.

How could I not have seen,
the coming of the fall.
How could I not have seen,
that you would end it all.

What have I done wrong,
my dearest friend?
Can I save our love,
or is this the end?

Was my love not enough,
to keep you in my arms?
I know I ******* stuff up,
but I meant you no harm.

Please give me the chance,
I'll be all that I can.
I'll make my final stance,
and prove that I'm your man.

What have I done wrong,
my dearest friend?
Can I save our love,
or is this the end?
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
629 · Aug 2013
Quiet Chaos
Quiet carries a chaos,
hidden between the lines.
Chaos carries a serenity,
hidden deep in the mind.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
629 · Jan 2013
Up, Up, and Away
What if I could float away,
and never touch the ground again?
What if I could fly away,
and never see your face again?

Would you even be lonely?
Would you even need me,
to be there?
Would you even care?

Would you even feel sorry,
for what you said to me,
the other day?
Before you walked away.

You will never ever,
ever, ever,
ever be sorry.

And I have never ever,
ever ever,
been so lonely.

I will never ever,
ever, ever,
be the same again.

And I never ever,
ever, ever,
want to see your face again.

What if I could hide away,
without any consequence?
What if I ran away,
would you still feel so innocent?
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
629 · Apr 2012
Believe In Me
I miss you,
I miss me.
Lately living,
hasn't been easy.

And this disease,
isn't easy to live with.
I'm just a kid,
with dreams.

What if my goals,
are dreams?
Is that why you left me?

I know I'm a dreamer.
And you aren't exactly a believer.
But I need you, to believe.
If I am to beat this disease.

I can't beat it,
on my own.
I can't handle,
the unknown.

I miss you,
and I miss me.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
628 · Apr 2017
Over and Under
Over and under again,
like a tidal wave,
born to crash and solemnly be dragged back.
Holding onto debris I should be forgetting,
praying it won't pull me away,
it was dark, so dark,
and cold enough to freeze my brain on the surface,
but if you dig deep, I'm still running.
Scatter brained,
trying to swim,
it's like I'm rubbing my stomach and patting my head,
my hands and feet,
arms and legs won't synchronize,
won't work together,
my arms move one way,
my legs, the other,
my heart goes another,
up and out my chest,
over and under again,
back down to my feet and then my throat and it tastes bittersweet.
Sometimes crashing distracts from the fact that you're falling.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
628 · Jan 2012
Shaken
My life is shaken down to the core.
Can't take being with you anymore.
All these thoughts racing, I can barely breathe.
I wish it was easy for me to leave.

And I actually try,
to keep what we have, still alive.
Have you forgotten all the ****,
that I've gone through, just to be with you.

Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me make things right?

And you put on your pretend mask.
Why do I bother, why do I even ask?
Nothing is ever going to change.
The puzzle pieces can never be arranged.

And I live in my head,
where my dreams are not pretend.
And for once, I feel loved,
too bad it's not reality.

Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me make things right?

Oh I'm, losing sight,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, lost all sight,
can you help me see the light?

My life is shaken...
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
626 · Sep 2012
Haiku #44
Gliding along the
river, watching the ducklings
swim along side me.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
624 · Sep 2011
Alone Man
Never leaves his house, only leaves to get the mail,
through over grown bushes, always walks the same trail.
Use to spend every Sunday praying, in the house of the Lord,
as soon as he was done, sped away in his rusty old Ford.

Always alone,
he’s Alone Man.
Doesn’t want to be another drone,
Alone Man.

Not invited to anything anymore, because he never shows,
as for where is family went, no one really knows.
Talks to himself in the mirror, every single day,
“*******” is the only thing he ever seems to say.

Always alone,
he’s Alone Man.
Doesn’t want to be another drone,
Alone Man.

When night finally falls, the lights never go out,
we hear a lot of screaming, all he does it shout.
Yelling at his mirror, an argument going on,
it goes on and on forever, all the way until dawn.

It’s the first time he’s left his house, in about fifty years,
only because inside his body, he ain’t got anymore moving gears.
Now he lives in a rectangle box, buried underground,
no tombstone, no worries, now he can’t be found.

Always alone,
Alone Man.
Forever alone,
The Alone Man.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio- From Traveling Through Time
623 · Sep 2011
Something Inside
The words slip out of my mouth,
I can't keep them inside.
I can't keep holding this in,
I can no longer hide.

But I can't pick the right words,
I don't know what to say.
I don't know how to tell you,
you save my life everyday.

Something is inside of me,
it's ravaging my soul.
That something is killing me,
it's swallowing me whole.

And I can't pick the right words,
I don't know what to say.
I don't know how to tell you,
you can't save me today.

This disease, inside of me,
will take my life away.
And I still do not,
know how to say,
you take my breath away.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
621 · May 2013
Do You Remember?
Do you remember the first time we kissed?
I do.
It was quiet extraordinary,
the way we fell right into each others arms.

The girl with no hope,
and the boy with no faith,
tangled into each others lives.

There's not a day that goes by where I am not thinking about you.
Not a single day.

I can spend hours thinking about you,
your face.
You are so beautiful.
Everything about you radiates beauty.
From your innocent little toes,
to your smooth, soft hands,
to your cute little nose.

I try not to think of what life would be without you,
but sometimes I can't help it,
and the the thought slips into my head.
I feel my heart sink,
my body becomes numb,
as I fall into the abyss.

I want to be with you,
forever.
From now,
till the end of time.

And I promise I will always love you,
if you promise too.

Because I want my last kiss,
to be with you.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
620 · Jul 2014
Flame
Burning,
the clock is turning.
The flame,
will never go out.

Holding,
unto your word,
hoping,
that word is enough.

The light go out but the flame burns on.
I hope this night won't last long.

Waiting,
for something tainted.
Choking,
with all the smoke.

The night goes on and the flame dims.
Your word is now irrelevant.

I choke on our love, the last of it,
inhale, exhale, cherish it.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
616 · Feb 2014
Hard
Just another morning,
just another day.
Drag myself to the sink,
splash some water on my face.

Sometimes I look down,
at my trembling hands.
I want to wash them clean,
but I can't.
The stains are too deep,
skin like sand.

I work in a cubicle,
nine to five every week.
I come home to a wife and kids,
who don't understand me.

And every single night,
right before I go to bed,
I pray that these demons,
will leave my head.
Somethings that I've done,
are better left dead.

I feel the knife inside me,
twisting and digging in.
It's serrated edges tearing,
at the flesh and skin.

I feel the bullets sinking,
into my broken heart.
Sometimes it's easier,
to just hit restart.
I wish this world would realize,
war is hard.

I wish this world would realize,
war is hard,
on a heart,
now torn apart.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
614 · May 2013
The Letter
It's been five years now.
Five years flew by,
five years into thin air,
five years forever gone.

I cannot remember a time,
where I felt more anger,
hatred,
disgust.

I carry these emotions still with me to this very day,
in hope that I will someday wake up,
and no longer feel them.

Sometimes I find myself waking in the night,
calling your name,
reaching out for you,
only to feel cold sheets on the other side.

I write this to you now,
not because I am lonely,
not because I am desperate,
but because I love you.

No matter how much hatred I feel,
I always will love you.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
609 · Jul 2012
Why?
There is no telling,
just how long I have,
every second with you,
could be my last.

They say there's no answer,
to this disease,
which flows through my veins,
flows through me.

Spent the last couple days thinking,
about it all.
So this is really the end,
my final fall.

I'm sorry I have to leave you,
but this isn't the end.
I know we'll both be together,
someday again.

Why did God choose me!?
Why can't it be,
someone else!?
I can't leave my family!
Why can't it be,
someone else!?

There's no reason,
for me to die!
So why,
why,
why,
why did he,
why did he choose me!?

I don't understand why,
just give me a sign!
Why!?
Why?
Why...?
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
609 · Nov 2012
Selective Memories
Severing our heads slowly,
with a plastic knife.
It's kind of ironic,
we live a plastic life.

Nuclear radiant chicken,
from a microwave.
Radiation on the rise,
no one will be saved.

We have only,
selective memories,
which cause us to forget,
all we've done wrong,
and all the war we've caused,
and all the crimes we commit.

We are our own enemies,
constructing our final fall.
We are our own enemies,
crippling ourselves till we can't even crawl.

Centuries of work,
sent down the drain.
For those who **** for fun,
there is no pain.

Society crumbles,
under our own fist.
We are the lost,
awaiting our last kiss.

We have only,
selective memories,
which cause us to forget,
all we've done wrong,
and all the war we've caused,
and all the crimes we commit.

We are our own enemies,
constructing our final fall.
We are our own enemies,
crippling ourselves till we can't even crawl.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
609 · Mar 2013
My Will
I will fight the frigid frost,
to find what I have lost.
I will weather any storm,
my heart beat, strong and warm.

I will fight another day,
I will find another way,
to see you.

I will walk across the land,
just to hold your hand.
I will battle sweltering heat,
to feel your heart beat.

I will fight another day,
I will find another way,
to see you.

And when I finally reach you,
if I ever do,
the skies will open up,
and it will rain love.

And when I finally hold you,
in my arms,
I will show you the love,
I have been saving for you all along.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
604 · Sep 2012
Haiku #49
Squeaky floor boards and
dusty, antique vases fill the
old mans beat down house.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
604 · Aug 2012
Haiku #23
Divorces rates hit a
record high in the U.S.
The "Dream" is crumbling.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
601 · May 2015
Absent Memory
If I disappeared,
would you notice I'm even gone?
If I vanished,
would you right all you did wrong?
If I faded,
would you listen to our song?

Or would you share it with someone else?
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
600 · Sep 2012
Haiku #34
Burnt, charred wood crackles
as orange embers let off
a warm after glow.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
599 · Nov 2012
This is Life
Life is a stage and we are all the over dramatic Shakespearean actors given roles that we do not want to play, so instead we try to out do all our fellow actors at all costs so we can have the leading role.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
598 · Feb 2015
Too Small
I never believed in love,
until I saw you standing there,
a flower in your hair.

I can't remember,
the last time,
I spent a day not thinking,
it's been such a long time.

Spent my life thinking you were the one,
looks like I was wrong.

My wall is covered in post it notes,
words and lines written on them,
but I still can't put them together.

I'm too busy picking up the pieces,
of a broken heart, you see.

I look for pieces scattered on the floor,
but they're just too small to see.

There just too small to see.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
598 · Jan 2013
Where?
Where did the day go?
Walking down the cobbled road,
I held you within my arms,
barriers against all harm.

Where did the sunset go?
Glimmering bay beside the town,
bustling crowds gather round,
to see the beauty.

Where did the fireworks go?
Lighting up the evening sky,
whistling through the summer air,
reflecting in your beautiful brown eyes.

Where did the day go?
Lost in my brainwaves, it flows,
back into my conscious mind,
it has me wondering...

Where did you go?
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
597 · Aug 2012
Haiku #11
Life ending weapons,
weapons of mass destruction,
at our disposal.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
597 · Jul 2013
The Cold
Caressing the cold,
grey bearded, old,
I while my time away.

I feel empty and dead,
thoughts buzzing through my head,
as the sunsets on the day.

Another love lost,
another day tossed
aside like a piece of trash.

And so I grow old,
cold and alone,
as I take my last...
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
595 · Jul 2014
World
I feel cold,
broken and old,
forgotten, sold,
tossed aside like a bad piece of meat.
Overdue,
expired,
and in a way,
underappreciated.
Wasted.
Used up.
Like an old tube of toothpaste,
or an eraser to small to hold onto,
it's shavings spread across the universe.
I know there is more,
more to me.
Potential lost,
in a carcass tossed,
into a burning fire.
Hate,
no desire,
and a fear of what I could become.
But what could I become if I tried?
A philosopher,
a hero,
a story untold.
A skydiver,
a tree climber,
or maybe just an *******.
I could be a world,
a world of possibilities.
Or I could be nothing,
lost in infinity.
But I'll never know,
guess I'll be nothing.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
594 · May 2015
Ticking
I can hear my watch ticking,
I never noticed it before.
Every thought I think keeps sticking,
on my brain, on my mind, on the walls.

It's rarely silent in this house,
but when it is, it isn't good.
Gets me thinking, freaks me out,
puts me in a terrible mood.

If I keep thinking,
I'll start sinking,
it won't take too long.
Weighted memories pull me down,
and remind me I'm not strong.

It's a cold December,
but I remember,
the days of sun and smiles,
the days we drove for miles,
but now they're gone and they're not coming back.

Because the past is the past,
and it's in the rear view mirror for a reason.
The future holds a brand new path,
and gives me something to believe in.
I wrote this after a Skype session with Jenna where she mentioned hearing her watch ticking for the first time. It inspired this poem.
593 · Jan 2014
Fragile
I feel it in my bones,
it's a growing feeling.
Aching like never before,
and my wounds ain't healing.

I've seen life come,
and I've seen it go.
I've felt hopeless,
but never like this before.

Sometimes I think so hard,
I scare myself at times.
What is coming after this?
What is the punishment for my crimes.

Life is so fragile,
I don't want to grow old.
I can't be alone,
but my heart is so cold.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
588 · Mar 2013
Like No Other
When I walk in the room,
and see you sitting there,
I can't help but stare,
at your beauty.

Your smile from ear to ear,
and your gorgeous eyes, my dear,
leave me with a feeling,
of elation.

But I can't help but feel,
that I am letting you down.
I know I'm not the definition,
of perfection.

But when I hear you say,
you love me,
I don't know whether to be glad,
or feel lucky.

But you, on the other hand,
you want perfect, there she stands.
Right in front of me,
as I kiss her lips softly.

I can never be,
all she wants me to be,
but I can try the best I can,
try to be a better man.

She loves me,
like no other.
So I will do all I can,
because I love her.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
586 · Apr 2017
Welcome to the Show
Welcome to the new day,
where a man who disagrees with you is a fascist.
Welcome to the new age,
where the internet has flourished so much that it has overgrown its garden *** and encompassed us all in fear and misleading one liners written by hellbent agenda pushing wordsmiths looking to smite your words with their hammers so they can claim their free speech is being silenced.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
584 · Mar 2013
Return of a Lost Face
Stuck between a rock and a hard place,
trying to remember a lost face.
Trying to fight for first place,
with the whole world on my case.

The weight of the world on my shoulders,
I stand tall and strong, like a boulder.
So what, my heart's growing colder,
but that's only because I can't hold her.

I can't bare the deception,
of my own mind and depression.
These feelings inside, I'm suppressing,
and their urgency, it is pressing.

The love that you give is astounding,
the strength your love profounds me.
I can feel my heart, it's pounding,
from your love,
all your love.

You are a gift,
a savior with magical blue eyes.
Here to save me,
from my own demise.

You are beauty,
in it's greatest form.
You are the sunshine,
in the darkest storms.

The key to a new life,
the key to a new love,
you are perfect, darling,
an angel from above.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
579 · Aug 2013
In Memory of a Lost Love
Rise and then fall,
back against the wall,
cornered again,
don't look back my friend.

Nothing lasts,
as long as the past,
as long as memories,
that's all you'll be,
a memory.

You're just dead weight,
holding me down.
I'm cleaning my slate,
and I'm starting now.

No more you,
no more me!
Just our thoughts,
and distant memories!

I once thought,
I was insane!
Till I realized,
you're to blame!

For all these nights,
I spend alone,
I'll always remember,
I'm better off without you.

I don't ever recall,
a time where I felt so appalled.
You were the one for me,
but now you're a memory.

I don't care,
what you say!
I'm will never,
feel the same!

I will take,
to the grave,
the hate I feel,
for you today!

And when I look,
at old pictures,
I will always,
think of her!

But you will never,
hear me say,
that I love you,
ever again!

For all these nights,
I spend alone,
I'll always remember,
I'm better off without you.

I don't ever recall,
a time where I felt so appalled.
You were the one for me,
but now you're a memory.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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