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I am learning to sleep with the window open
And let crickets crawl into my ears
The cars passing by are a lullaby
And star after star appears

Sometimes one streaks across the sky
Leaving space dust in its wake
I think of the the wishes that I've missed
On the nights I was not awake
Someday, someone's going to break your heart
The way you did with mine
Then finally, finally
You'd know how it feels like to be broken,

The kind of broken that's going to have you
Physically force yourself out of bed every morning
Just so you can make it to school on time.

The kind of broken where you can't stand
Listening to the endless loops of
Love songs playing on the radio.

The kind of broken that leaves you
In a daze at random moments during the day
That people have to snap their fingers
In front of your face just to get your attention.

The kind of broken where you physically
Feel your heart hurt even though
It's the hypothalamus, which is in the brain
that gives the feeling of love.

Someday you're going to have a taste of your own medicine.
That's when you'll finally understand
The anguish and agony you've brought to me.
That's when you'll understand
How everybody gets their great heartbreak.
That's when you'll see,
I wasn't over reacting.
That's when you'll feel,
What it's like to have your heart broken
To the point that you think
You're incapable of falling in love again.
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 May 2015 Heather Anderson
Riya
When you feel like you're drowning,
Sinking into the deep,
Darling, don't you dare utter a scream.
Don't call out his name, her name, or any name at all.
Fight, darling.
Swim up, up, up.
Push yourself.
But don't you dare count on anyone else.

They won't come running,
They won't risk their safety for yours.
Oh, darling,
Don't be naive,
There is no white horse or a brave, manly knight.
It's all fairytales to help you sleep tight.

They don't exist sweetie,
None of them do.
They don't really cherish you.
They don't know the value of a diamond,
Not unless it was on display to the world.

Remain chaste my sweet,
You're not just a stop on the way, my dear.
You're a destination
They aren't worth even one single tear.
 May 2015 Heather Anderson
Ysa Pa
His blackish hair
His deep eyes with that devilish stare
That crazy smile that I can't forget
This empty feeling knowing he would never care

A person I can't seem to ignore
A guy that made me sore
That happy fellow that no one could possibly despise
And the only reason behind my sighs...

I know the little things that make him laugh
I know how he looks when his day was rough
I know when he's just acting all tough
And I know that I'm not the one he'll love

To him I am probably invisible
Someone replaceable and dispensable
But for me...
He's the only one I ever see

I notice every tiny detail that he is
Those little things that make me feel like this
If only he fell for my smile like I did for his
Then everything would be in a state of bliss

He's the reason I wrote this, my inspiration
To think it all started when he smiled at my direction
And ever since that instance
I started *loving him from a distance
On the verge of getting there
I ALMOST made it...
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