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when i am dead and gone
never shed a tear
i'm just not that strong
i don't want to be here

on my dying day
laugh, sing, and dance
no use to pray
i never stood a chance
His name was malik, but he said it was chad
maybe it is, in his native tongue
the conversation that followed was bad
the lack of understanding stung

" i am doing all i can to help you"
even though i'm a million miles away
impersonal and broken english
if only i could understand what you say
come with me, and we'll find shelter
let my arms protect your heart
we could spend all our days together
we could let the world depart

lead the way, and I will follow
a path that can help us heal
just give us a chance for tomorrow
to find out if love is real

come with me, to a place to ponder
future plans of heartfelt bliss
let our feelings only grow stronger
with every touch and every kiss
every mountain has stories to tell
they've been watching for so many years
seeing every climber that fell
hearing screams with rock face ears

every river knows of the pain
pushing it away into collective bays
washing every hurtful stain
lives are turned to red bank clay

every sun ray does it's job
warming hearts with just one glance
making our chests beat and throb
letting us know we still have a chance
she said we could last forever
all she wanted was my hand to hold
love can change, just like weather
turning so windy and cold

sheets of rain soak to the core
lightning strikes us in the hearts
washing away the love we swore
this typhoon has torn us apart
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we are all in this together
aren't we all just the same
we should treat each other better
why do we play this hurtful game

words scorch, and so does rejection
burning heat of judging glares
eyes seek a downward direction
when it seems that no one cares

poison arrows aimed at destroying
hitting people in the heart
bullets fly from the fingers pointing
slowly tearing the victim apart

what we need is understanding
no one is perfect, none have the right
the bully only stands there laughing
thinking they have won a fight

but

power comes from the strangest places
a bully will only live in regret
we were made to grow in stages
they haven't seen the best of you yet
Snow caps gleam like lighthouse beams
to a drifting vessel, all alone
the sights I see in all my dreams
now, I am coming home

the forest floor beckons me more
than concrete streets, hard as stone
what's in store, more than before
finding dreams on my own
i am getting close to hopeless
my emotions are out of focus
soaking in the frozen coldness
poison potion, no open closeness

no hand to hold or chosen motions
coping with a social corrosion
broken soul of eroded notions
lowly tows of imploding oceans
trying to get by with high anxiety
I cry to the sky, why are you trying me
hiding from the grind of my society
I have my mind set on finding privacy

I've tried my best at buying entirety
dying inside, my pride is fighting me
impropriety as a light, my irony
wiping away my right to piety
reduce the minutia and move to the future
tune into to truth and tune out of the rumors
neuter the tumors that give birth to intruders
refuse to be abused by maneuvers of rulers

we need to rise and strike up the fires
the time has arrived to slide with the vipers
biting like spiders with wiser desires
driving our fangs into the spines of the liars
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