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Dear My Love,
I wanted to write to you
To simply say I miss you
I know we broke up six days ago
But my heart has grown weak without you
I wish you never stopped holding it
I don't know why I'm writing this
You'll probably disregard this
The same way you did me
At the Homecoming dance
You were busy texting your friends
I tried getting you on the dance floor
But what did you say
"I'm too busy"
Well I hope you're not busy
To attend my funeral
I'm not killing myself
You are
You killed me
When you walked out of my life
Stole my breath
And never returned my lungs
I'm suffocating
Choking on what was
Needing your touch
But your arms are around another
I guess I hold no value in your life
I miss you
That's all I really have to say
I love you too
Sincerely,
The man you never cared to love
She cries herself to sleep
Whispers prayers to her God
Muffles she's sorry under her breath
Hides under the sheets
Afraid of what tomorrow holds
When she awakes
She finds her mother passed out in the garden
Her father's fist planted into her face
Leaving the red mark to grow
Her eye blackened
Swallowed by the swelling
She doesn't know how to help her mother
She dresses her busted lip
Puts ice on her mothers cheek
When her mother awakes
She yells at her
Says she doesn't need her help
That she is the reason for all of this
The reason the rent hasn't been paid
The reason the water is getting shut off
So she runs as fast as possible
Running nowhere even faster
Then in the shadows of the midnight whispering moonlight
Her savior appears
Dressed in cold metallic silk
Breathing the smoke from the last cigarette
She wraps her arms around it
And lays next to the body before her
Writes the same prayer she whispered last night
And muffles sorry under her breath
As her mother finds the prayer
She silently reads it
"Dear God,
If you can hear me
Strip the pain from my mothers chest
Burden her with the grief of what she has done to me
****** my father in the back alleys of yesterday
Because death is the only thing that can save him
From the drunken monster he has become
By the way, God, I'm sorry for this
I guess you didn't hear my prayer
The very one I've been reciting since I was 9"
We were meant to be
I promise I’ll love you, tenderly
And give you my life, my soul
My everything
My hearts' for you
My hearts' for you
My hearts' for you

We could make a love story greater than Romeo and Juliet
I know that's not hard, but it sounded good in my head.
The spotlights yours, only you make me feel so infinite
Heart racing faster, I'm hanging on every little thing you said

You're the definition of America the beautiful
If only because you're in it
Only you can make me feel purposeful
I know it won't be perfect
But I know it'll be worth it
Love is meant to be erratic
Otherwise it's not worth fighting for

We were meant to be
I promise I’ll love you, tenderly
And give you my life, my soul
My everything
My hearts' for you
My hearts' for you
My hearts' for you

When it comes to you, even the simple things make me smile
Like when you lick your lips, or sway your hips
Even looking at your profile
I know, I'm a mess
This list goes on forever
Because with you I'm truly blessed

Who knows what the future holds
But let's ignore all the warnings
See for ourselves how our stories told
You're everything I saw in my dreams
Even to this day, I want to say you're make believe

I've never felt this before
But I know of this for sure
We were meant to be
Like our story was used to teach like folklore

We were meant to be
I promise I’ll love you, tenderly
And give you my life, my soul
My everything
My hearts' for you
My hearts' for you
My hearts' for you
Do you know what its like, to lose
time like it never existed?
Only to find, it was only in your mind.

You were fully functional,
but can't remember anything at all.

I landed on the floor,
but can't remember the fall.

I got to work,
can't remember the drive.

I can barely remember enough to hold,
a conversation.

This isn't and existence.
I'm only a nuisance.

Please just let me go.
Life would be easier if,
I was gone.
I sit here in this rabbit hole,
wondering how it is that I've gotten here.
This bump on my head may explain a little,
but with all the strange happenings I'm sure that's not all.

When I walk I feel like I'm floating, in mid air,
Like I need tied down.
It's a good feeling.
But when the strange things start happening,
it's to surreal.

My brain is on overload, whenever
I stand my head spins.
I'm standing still, the world is moving around me.
What I see is magical.

In moments like these I don't feel like me.
It's like I'm watching me from the outside.
Its so strange watching yourself walk about.

When I'm alone my head spins insanely fast.
It's a never ending merry-go-round.
I'm so dizzy,
But I can't stop.

Will I come out enlightened like Alice?
or,
Will I just be another bold MAD HATTER?
I'm standing in the mirror with these real eyes that realize real lies.
You see the fruits upon the trees
But nothing of the seeds
The painful rise above the ground
The strangling of the weeds

You gaze out upon the lazy lakes
And hear not the rushing noise
That river water and gravel makes
Feeding it from far away

You simply love the summer rain
But know not of the way
The tears of gods precipitate
Someplace above the gray

You look in wonder at glacial ice
Not knowing how all the time
It shudders and crumbles and it dies
From the burden of itself

I am the earth; I quake and heave
You see mere pools, not reservoirs
Of seeping fury when I breathe
My violent anger from my floors
I've always aspired to be a little bit of everything
Try everything once, give everyone a second chance
I dreamt of making mountains from milwaukee's molehills
And find prosperity and pleasure in the potholes

Ask not what your city can do for you but what you can do for your city
And I'll give my city a little bit of everything
Befriend a little bit of everyone

Some see my city as small, but it gives birth to such big dreams such high hopes
A state that has given birth to my state of creativity
A city that has certified that anything can happen
At any second

My city is a little bit of everything
Dangerous like the streets as the numbers get lower
Rambunctious like the fireworks at the lakefront on the 3rd of July
Still  like the suburbs of Wauwatosa all the way to Muskego
Freezing like Madison mid January
Scorching like the city during summertime

My city has made me as
Poetic as Maya Angelou
Brave as Martin Luther King
Intelligent as Thurgood Marshall
Soulful as that lady that sung the blues
**** as Dorothy Dandridge in her red dress
Delicate as Diana before she met the Wiz
Quiet as Celie
Sweet as Suga
Arrogant as Ali
Humble as Halle

Milwaukee, the city that made my dreams.
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