6 | 31 Poems for August

Dark and cold inside.
I need a warm place to reside.
These battle scars will gradually inflict pain when they heal too.
I’ve embraced how deep my wounds are.
My confidence proves that I’ve embraced each scar.
I yearn for the type of love that leaves no room for doubt.
I yearn for a reality worth dreaming about.
Maybe one day happiness will be more than just words on a page.
I have lost love.
But I haven’t lost all the beautiful words I have to write about love.
My heart produces thoughts that my mind could never understand.
Maybe love is the beautiful art of enigma.
Patiently waiting for pain to dissipate.
Patiently waiting for love to dominate.
Pain patiently tears me up inside.
It haunts me wherever I choose to hide.
I yearn for the type of love that leaves no room for doubt.
Maybe one day happiness will be more than just words on a page.
Hopefully I will be okay when blue skies fade to grey.
Hopefully I will be okay when people no longer listen to what I have to say.
I want to escape from the cold.
I want to nestle myself deep inside your soul.
Be the half that makes me whole.

Last night
I googled your name
And found out
That you're one of those kids
Who got a thousand friends
on Facebook and
Hundreds of followers
on bluetweety and I-gramy
Then, I checked
Dozen of your photos
Your  moments
Captured in places that oh-so-fine
Your fancy friends
covered in diamonds and pearls
In a party with celebrity

Sighed,
I realized
That
You're a luxury
I can't afford

You bore me
I came to this world
As a baby
And you said
I was pretty

Yesterday
I was going twenty
Have been living
With no man in the family
All you said
I was ugly