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Baylee Dec 2013
Are roses really red?
Are violets really blue?
Of course not, they're violet,
A shade or perhaps a hue
Thats purple and blue.

So do roses express love?
Or do they express anger?
Red can mean either,
So how do we know if roses portray
Love or anger, or maybe neither?

But what do violets represent?
Melancholy, depression, or resentment?
Or does it even matter?
Do violets have a meaning,
Or do they exist to fit the rhyming pattern?

In a garden full of roses,
I am a violet.
In the world full of love,
I am the resentment.
Are we all one or the other?
Maybe thats what they represent.

So when you take the next girl,
To the "special romantic place",
And surprise, its the rose garden,
Ill be there, a violet, disguised as a rose,
Red for you may mean love
While in me, the anger grows.
Baylee Dec 2013
The salt in my tears
Stings my open cuts,
As every tear falls,
I get pains in my gut.

These wounds don't heal,
Because I keep cutting deeper,
I would see a therapist,
But this is much cheaper.

The pain in my eyes,
Should explain it all,
Sometimes we fall in love,
Other times we just fall.
Baylee Dec 2013
Wake up
       Think about you
Fall asleep
       Dream about you
Baylee Dec 2013
I had a dream that I was drowning,
I could feel my body, bobbing up and down
In the chilling, icy water.

When I opened my eyes,
Everything was dark, was I blind or could I see,
Was I drowning in water or blood that came from me?

It was blood, yes, though it wasn't my own,
Was I drowning just to drown,
Or was I too broken and alone?

But whose blood was it, if it wasn't mine,
How did it get there, where was there,
And where am I?

Face down in a pool, of thick red blood,
Freezing to death,
And sinking in like mud,

I am fading quickly, as I am near my last breath,
I whisper your name
At my last gasp.

My lungs fill with your blood,
I am nearing my end,
I killed you, and now I'm dying,

Like Romeo and Juliette,
Our story came to an end.
Baylee Dec 2013
Don't promise me anything,
Because you wont be able to keep it.
We both know the truth,
It's not like it's a secret.

You're not a good person,
You only live lies,
So was it a mistake to let you
Come between my thighs?

I regret the past,
No more than the present;
And the future has been ruined,
By what you represent.

You took it all from me,
My heart, soul, and peace of mind,
I was left with less than nothing,
The night we were first intertwined.

Every day since then,
I've been spiraling down,
r-e-g-r-e-t,
Is the only thing I can think about.

But is regret the right word,
Or was it all just a mistake?
I gave you everything you wanted,
And all you did was take, take, take.

I'm upset with myself
And I'm upset with us,
For being so stupid,
Just out of lust.

I mean, love.
Baylee Dec 2013
I'm growing up,
So daddy, let me go,
I'm not sure when,
But yes, I'll come home.

I must move on;
Explore the world on my own,
I'm not sure when,
But yes, I'll come home.

Don't try to hold me back,
Because I need to do this on my own,
I'll always need you,
But this, I need to do alone.

I'll miss you too,
But it won't be long before I'm home,
So daddy, don't cry,
I'll miss you while I'm gone.

Dry up your tears now,
There's no need to cry,
I'm just growing up,
I'm not going to die.

I'll be back before you know it,
I'll wrap my arms around you,
You'll pretend you didn't miss me,
The way you always do.

But daddy, I must go now,
I have places I need to be,
So stay strong as I promise you this,
This won't be the last time you see me.
Baylee Dec 2013
If you knew that I stayed up late
Every night, thinking about you,
Thinking about us
Would that change anything?

If you knew that I have changed,
In more ways than one,
To try to hold onto you,
Would that matter to you?

If you knew that every night,
I hold a knife to my wrist,
Thinking about what we could have been,
Would that make you feel anything?

If you knew that I spend
Hours crying over you,
And everything we were,
Would you care, then?

Doesn't matter.

If you knew how many nights
I spent, drinking away my sorrows;
Blues that you caused,
Would you start to give a ****?

If you knew the things I've done,
The people I've been with,
The places I'd been,
If you knew, would anything change?
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