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 Jul 2013 Cassidy Chambers
Sir B
Come.
Reside in me.
There is a void here.
There is no life here.
The doors are completely open.
But I don't remember keeping them open for you..

With your face covered in darkness
It is unforeseeable to look at my future
And yet.
You stand tall with your sword
On your left side.

You are not welcome here.
Thanathos
I never said I desire death.
Though I do, inside my head.
So leave.
Now.
A poem for those who think I am on the verge of self destruction, there is hope. I haven't committed to it, yet...
i want the breeze to capture your voice from the long-distance somewhere in which
your timid heart beats faster at another's sound.*

i dream about knowing you in the
most delicate places and often my dreams are trees and landscapes that spread across
my mind to reveal your magnificence and pure beauty and in these dreams i can not kiss
you enough times to truly expose my feelings to you, whispering the softest of words
in to your mouth so as to convince your poor smothered heart that i am the only one
you will ever need. never quite gripping you tight enough i would search the sea that
is your eyes in an attempt to unravel some kind of beautiful secret that you are hiding
from the world and asking for a piece of you that the world has never seen before; all
the while you would search the darkness in my eyes trying to uncover the pain i can't
reveal to you because i am so terrified of failure and rejection and so very very
terrified of you leaving without me.
sixteen and already more tantalising than the
women who surrounded him

offering him a warm glass of tenderness and  an 'i need you'
in which he would drink down until he could love her enough to understand why she did this,
trying to **** the thing on the inside and wondering why no man ever looked her in the eye when he said he loved
her and still trying to figure out that when a man did say those words he had to drink
seven shots and smoke a joint first and still trying to grasp the idea that he would say
it more often if she gave him her naked body to own. escape with me oh sweet love and
try to understand that when i have fallen in love with you i need the warmth of your chest
to catch my head and i need your steady heart to beat with my own.

let us run through the
edges of nowhere and try to decipher a meaning to life--

*maybe we exist for each other.
it will always hurt
that you'll never see me
like you see her

which, i think, makes no sense
because it is obvious
that
one of us loves you more

*{r.s.}
And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.
There is a road in my head
There is a map in my heart
I have sense in me
To know where to start

Crossroads will come
Wrong paths may be chosen
But where the willow tree grows
My heart is frozen
The life we don’t live
The dreams we don’t realize
The fears we don’t share
The pain growing within
The colours that slowly fade
The hope that never takes place
Life being more random than ever
Not belonging to where I am
It doesn’t feel like the right place
A space I pretend suffices
It suffocates me insides
Around me I see emptiness
In form, sometimes shapeless…
i only began by impulse
you took my hand
and guided me through
your darkest fantasies

you begged me to control you
to release you
and i gladly, frantically, hesitantly did

you came undid
under the influence of my naughty words
and i unraveled myself from you
as you rushed through me

afterwards
i wasn't a toy anymore
i became a beauty again
i glowed again
and we entwined our legs
I thought there would always be enough of what you left for me,

but when I was trying to find a trace of you in my foggy memory,

there wasn't much of anything else to say.

Only that you are no longer an occupant.
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