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Alexis Oct 2018
#2
Brought back to life by your electric impact

Our hands entwined felt like home

Your eager lips would collide intensely with mine

Sending all my thoughts into space

I let you trace secret messages across my body

With the intoxicating touch of your tender fingertips

But it turns out I wasn't the only one you shared your secrets with
sometimes you open up and give everything to someone and it's still not enough.
Alexis Sep 2018
late night, sun rising
guess i haven't slept again
a crisp morning dew

fall's hushed announcement
a gracious breeze heaves warm hues
then settles again

it might rain today
perhaps the perfect soundtrack
deep sleep through my woes
Alexis Sep 2018
these demons are sprinting circles in my head
creating whirlwinds of doubt and self sabotage
annihilation of all things i used to love
and things i used to be

crumbling through the years of an invisible war
begging that one day i could just disappear
quietly dissolve into thin air
free fall into a black hole where i belong
Alexis Sep 2018
i try to tell you how i feel                                                          
       ­                                                   YOU SAID WHAT TALK LOUDER, I
                                                                ­                         CAN'T HEAR YOU
i said it's hard, i'm just struggling     
                                                          YO­U SAID PULL YOUR HEAD OUT
                                                                ­OF YOUR ***, GET YOUR ****
                                                                ­                                      TOGETHER
i said i'm trying
                                                             YOU SAID I DON'T BELIEVE YOU
i said i don't have motivation to, i feel
hopeless                      
                                                                ­          YOU SAID FIGURE IT OUT
i said you don't listen to me
                                                         YOU SAID STOP MUMBLING WHAT
                                                                ­                                 DID YOU SAY
i said i'm just sad, i hate living
                                                        YOU SAID LIFE'S NOT FAIR, I DON'T
                                                                ­        KNOW HOW TO HELP YOU
i said i don't get it either, but i'm
trying
                                                         ­ YOU SAID OKAY BUT YOUR EYES
                                                    SAID THEY STILL DON'T BELIEVE ME
my heart said i'm sorry
                                                   YOUR NOW EMPTY TEQUILA BOTTLE
                                                              SA­ID THIS DISCUSSION IS OVER
i said good night
                                                           ­                  YOU SAID GOOD NIGHT
my eyes cried i'm worthless and my bed
screamed stay here forever
                                                         YOUR SNORING FROM DOWN THE
                                                      HALL SAID YOU WON'T REMEMBER
                                                                ­                THIS IN THE MORNING
my anxiety captures me and whispers
remember this forever
basically a mash up of conversations with my dad
Alexis Sep 2018
STAY AWAY!
              
             Or else I'll fall for your smile
                          
                          Or else I'll get used to the way the corners of your eyes
                          crinkle when you laugh at the lamest joke I could tell you
                                    
                        ­             Or else I'll find out that you hate tomatoes but spaghetti
                                      is one of your favorite foods
                                                
                                                 Or else it'll be embedded in my brain forever
                                                 that for some reason you hate the color yellow
                                                 and I'll never know why

STAY AWAY!
              
              Or else my friends will start asking me where you've been after I
              invited you over to hang out for the first time
                          
                           Or else we'll find "our spot" that I'll drive by every other day
                           and always remember how good that summer was

                                      Or else I'll show you one of my favorite songs that'll
                                      turn into one of your favorite songs and you'll thank
                                      me for it

                                                    Or else I'll hang up the pictures of us in my
                                                    room and every time I see them I'll smile and
                                                    be thankful I have you around

STAY AWAY!

              Or else I'll love you

                         Or else I'll give so many pieces of myself to
                         help you
                                    
                                      Or else I'll think you feel the same way

                                                   Or else I'll think that you care

                                  
                            ­     S    T     A    Y           A    W    A     Y 
                                
                               Or else you'll have a chance to leave me
It seems like I'm losing all my closest friends and I'm scared to get close to new people.
Alexis Sep 2018
How do you write about love if you've never been there before?
Been there; as if it were a place. As if love were an X on a copy of a treasure map that seems to be in everyone's back pocket but mine. I've heard stories about people that have found it. Visited or even planted themselves there. They often speak of the warmth that envelops them. Talk of a wholeness. Complete. Brave, bold together against the world. And where am I? My own little corner of the world kept cold and still. Frozen over by my own mistakes and insecurities. Sure, some people stop, but not for long. As if anyone would choose to brave the chill longer than they have to on their way to where they really want to be.
And how could I blame them?
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