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The flood is coming
The river will flow strong
I try to run but don’t move an inch
I am too different from you all…

A desert is what I want
A desert is what I almost had
I always seem so close
Until I find the flaw.
And not long after is…
The flood

The chance is gone
The people changed and reborn
I feel the pain of suffocation
Just so you have the aesthetic.

Again I begin my search
Looking for a home
I know I want far too much
But I’m offering more for such

Here’s the perfect place!
This is the one!
Here shall be my desert…
Oh God, please…
The flaw is found… again…

A desert is what I want
A desert is what I almost had
I always seem so close
Until I find the flaw.
And not long after is…
The flood

The chance is gone
The people changed and reborn
I feel the pain of suffocation
To make everyone happy.

It seems to me
That everyone has a soulmate
But good old God missed this son
He forgot to make me one
Well He won’t **** Himself.
He left me alone with all I need and more.
He sits and laughs
At my pained desire to find my love to adore.

A desert is what I want
A desert is what I almost had
I always seem so close
Until I find the flaw.
And not long after is…
The flood

The chance is gone
The people changed and reborn
I feel the pain of suffocation
Because of our Father

I carry on
With this pointless search
“Just awhile longer…”
Soon becomes my maxim.

Soon I find it hard to walk
Earlier still my memory fades
Next thing I know my heart is slowing
I can feel my spirit leaving me…

A desert is what I wanted
A desert is what I almost had
I always seemed so close
Until I found the flaw.
And not long after were…
The floods

The chance is gone
The people changed and reborn
I feel the pain of suffocation
As I die with no one by my side…
Original. Originally written September 2008
Second year running
But never told in person
I’m so curious about her
I want to know

Does she know?
Has the news spread,
Is my desire not hidden as I think?

I’ll move away
And miss my chance
Never to be had again
Fading away at my last glance

Or was there a chance to start with?
Maybe my thinking is purely wishful
It was never there,
She’s probably taken by a much better man

Everyone always is,
Fate is against me in this
Twisting and burning
Blasting and killing

Fate tries to tear my desire.
Originally written May 2010
Pain cracks my soul,
As you make me smile for the 129th time today.

How can you be so cruel?
But then again,
You don’t know you do.

This is torture in the extreme;
My love for you goes in secret;
For the fear I so disgustingly deny,
The rejection of your perfect love.

Your mere appearance makes me so full of joy I twitch,
And I feel like killing those who call you a *****.
How odd is this?
To love my tormentor in secret,
Yet she knows she can cause my utmost excessive bliss.

To make a lousy comparison,
I guess you could say
That I am Romeo without a Juliet,
And you - forever my Roseline.
Originally written October 2007
I can’t focus when you’re around.

Longing to hold you close
Obedient without a second thought
Volleys of emotion repeatedly stabbing my heart
Every time I think of you.

Your eyes are always shining
Over my tears of pain the bright beams glare,
Utopia is always there.
Originally written October 2008
I see you read my message
And I don’t know what to think, say, or do
Being honest I can't stop thinking about you

But I guess the answer's no
I'm not the one with who you want to go.
So all that's left for me to say
I hope you see much brighter days

Still feeling as I **** at poetry
I seem to feel so unworthy
Of your interest
Must of all been a test
Originally written July 2009
Maybe I’ve lost,
Maybe I never stood a chance
Or the chance has gone and past.

What if I waited too long?
What if I said something wrong?
Or worst,
I did it all wrong?

I must revive hope,
I must hold this rope
Hold with my life…
Originally written July 2009
You can take the interstate
And great time you’ll make
Or you can take the back roads
The ones few people know

Pick to walk
Or choose to ride your bike
Either way you’ll get to talk

Early evening
Late starts
You’re eventually getting caught

Tell no one
Or tell the one
Your destruction will still come

If you continue this addicting habit
Your mind will bend and break
Love will confuse you
And your soul is at stake

Torn to bits
Judgment clouded
And future gone

Yes she loves him,
Yes she loves you,
And this is how it can all be true

She could love all
Just as much or more
Remember now…
It’s just another way
Originally written January 2009
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