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Heather Anderson Aug 2015
What good is the red string that binds us if it’s invisible?
I can see them but they get dull and old as they fade away.
I wonder if the people they are connected to still see them at all.
I can’t help but ruminate on the lingering feelings that I still have.
And when one thing leads to another,
They fill me to the point where there’s no where to go
Except out and down my cheeks.
Some strings have been severed not by me.
All I can do is look down and hold the remnants of the frayed dull edges through watery eyes.
Why is it so hard to just untie it from myself
And bury it in the cruel grey world,
Walk away and never look back?
There have been too many important people leave my life recently
Heather Anderson Aug 2015
Let me float in the ocean
Let the waves caress my broken body
Let me be carried off to where the water meets the sky
And when my world turns upside down,
I'll be able to fly.
Heather Anderson Aug 2015
Love tangles itself around my heart
Like rugged ropes
Tied in the most complex knots.
My heart was the one who got itself in this mess.
It pulls the ends tighter and tighter,
Hoping that it will eventually feel like a warm embrace,
That maybe the rope will change into silk,
But it's tearing itself apart,
And it leaves ****** scars.
Heather Anderson Aug 2015
I am tired of dragging the weight of the past with me
As if these memories were shackled to my feet.
I’m a prisoner in my mind.
I have a life sentence- there to suffer until the end of time.
You are the warden, refusing to let me escape.
I keep making the same mistake,
I must be insane.
In solitary confinement I stay,
My execution I await.
Love is the strongest thing in the world. It can give you strength or it can shatter the foundation of your world.

Insanity is doing the same thing over and expecting different results.
Diagnose me with insanity,
Because I keep falling in love,
I expect you to be different than the last,
But the result will always be the same…
Heather Anderson Jul 2015
Do you see the intensity burning in my eyes?
Can you see my snow white knuckles?
Can you feel the fire resonating in my heart?
The foundations of my world shake.
Are you afraid of the beast locked deep within?
Trying its damnedest to escape?
I am just a small girl,
So it really isn't all that scary.
If only I could just set it free,
It would alarm you to put it kindly.
But the only way it can,
Is through fiery tears falling down my reddened cheeks.
I swear I have a Hulk in me somewhere...
Heather Anderson Jun 2015
The desire of something you used to have will fade,
But the desire of something you've never had never goes away.
Heather Anderson May 2015
To lie under a tree,
To feel the cool summer breeze,
To be engulfed in a sea of grass,
To play in a pool as clear as glass,
To hear the wind chimes,
To not worry about the time,
To watch the clouds go by,
To see the colors of the sky,
To listen to the song of the birds,
To have my anxieties cured,
To hear the thunder roar,
To need all this and more,
To feel the rain on my skin,
To hear the leaves in the wind,
To feel the sun's warm embrace,
To have the moon shine on my face,
To see the sunset's last gleam,
To be underneath the stars and dream,
To absorb the tranquility,
To have this one ability,
To sleep on the hill,
To doze, to drift will be my fill.

This will make me happy.
To only lie under a tree..
This doesn't do my vision justice, but I still wanted to write about it. I should probably fix the order of the lines
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