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we talked through the night
of love and future lovers
but never of us
My only fear
Is that I will spend every night
Sobbing in your arms
To make up for all the times
Everyone else
Left me to fend for myself.
They say that fear is the monster under your bed
They say that terror is when you watch that movie
Well no one listens to me, to what I said
But that's not what it truly is.

Fear is the demon you find in your soul
Not the one that hides under your bed
Terror is thinking of what will happen if they find the hole
That the devils have clawed in your spirit.

They don't know what crying truly is
They don't know how deep hate can run
How awful that ignorance of his
Can really feel inside.
I want to tell him why he makes me happy and how much it means to me....but I can't because I've already scared him too much.
pull me down if you want, I hope you do
to the honey-
  (buzz)
here to there
   rose!
dandelion
   humming-
                       swaying
    relaying
pollen.

The Daisy
                 stands
awaiting her visit.
    All
her petals unfolded,
worlds
          sweetest scents,
   the bee
visits.
I have asked simple questions with complex replies
Never in life could they tell the truth but only a lie.
They encouraged in a optimistic manner and they did succeed
Even if I try to do the same I ask, ' who will lead'

Frankly the true dedication was not delivered
For the victim has suffered and the love has buffered.
Where is the commitment of  basic standards
I am truly Angered.
 Nov 2014 Brooke Dunsmore
Tupelo
 Nov 2014 Brooke Dunsmore
Tupelo
Oh sweet temptation,
Do not be a fool,
The pills are paradise,
Payment is cruel,

Oh how I crave you,
All your seduction and sedative,
Take me to heaven's gates,
My failures have been repetitive,
There's an ice storm in my brain,
        my thoughts
                     are sliding
                out of control,
         there's a fire in my chest,
                        making ashes
          of what's left of
                     my soul.
A big THANK YOU to Sir Poet and Frank Ruland for inspiring this little "poem" out of me, I'm so proud to call y'all family. ❤
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