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 Jul 2013 CassieRose
Annie Lora
Consider Words
As waves.
That crash,
fall,
hurt.
Consider words
As mediums,
transferring emotion,
to each life,
burden,
thought,
Happening to pass
through a whirl
of irrelevance
called mind
We were good friends once,
you and I .
Remember? All those
good times we had...

I looked you up today,
and I hurt for you.
Part of me wanted to go back
and save the parts you lost.

I can't help you anymore.
You ache and I plead.
Just get better, okay?
I can't stand feeling guilty.

You wished death upon me,
but I saw you wither away instead.
Eat, darling, and remember those
midnight coffee runs.

Take a trip to Starbucks,
I know your order still...
Just order my old usual,
and grace your lips with food.

You've destroyed the girl I
had once known well.
It's okay, just get better,
because I can't stand to see you ill.
 Jul 2013 CassieRose
Simpleton
Signs
 Jul 2013 CassieRose
Simpleton
I need you
to be there.
Don't let me
let you go
no matter what.

I need everything
The world can't see
With you beside me.

Give me guidance
Give me strength
Give me conscience
And all things heaven sent.
 Jul 2013 CassieRose
Simpleton
It kills me
Everytime you impose
Behind religious propositions
On interpretations you suppose

Take advantage of out of context quotes
And put on that holy pretext
Justify your poison
It kills me
When you give them a reason
Do you ever wonder what will happen to the webs in life
If you start tearing down the walls.
Do you ever sit and stare at the happenings and wonder
What it’s all for.

Do you ever wonder why we dream,
When all we dream is seeing.
Do you ever sit and think,
If you stand for a whole lot more.

Well you see sometimes in the dead of night,
I start to see what it all stands for.

Every drop we add to life,
Shakes the pond in every way,
Everything we ever do,
Can change the light of day,

And every time you ever think,
About the way it all goes,
Your thoughts can do a whole lot more,
Than you may ever know,

Cause the spider may spin her web,
And you may not like the sign,
But if it’s really meant to be,
It will not be a lie,

Cause in the end we have walked our line,
Down the path we just believe,
And if you ever look so far back,
You may be able to see,

That your whole life is anything but,
It will never be nothing,
All choices you have ever made,
All mean one great thing.
I made small talk
with your ex-lover at a train station.
I reminisced about dinner,
and I gave him advice on shoes
because he was barefoot.
He kept moving a pen
from pocket to pocket,
the pen being a nice one,
perhaps a gift from his father.
He spoke of sparrows
pecking at him in nightmares.
I commented that the 5:15 was late,
and it disturbed his thoughts,
his face like a geezer startled from a nap.
He never asked about you.
I did mention autumn,
which reminds me of you,
the bare trees trembling
like your legs
on the night you left me.
But before I could complete my thought
the birds had already diminished him.
 Jul 2013 CassieRose
Briana4545
“I can’t read your mind,” you say,
as if it's a bad thing.
If you could read my mind,
you would no longer look at me
with those adoring eyes of yours.
You wouldn’t make me breakfast
or hold my hand
or call me beautiful.
You probably wouldn’t call me
at all.
And I wouldn’t blame you.
If you could read my mind,
you’d see the darkness,
the hatred.
My kindness,
my innocence,
my “adorable” exterior
are works of fiction.
My heart is bitter and cold.
I am not “kind,”
by any means.
I may love you,
but you’re one of few.
Just be thankful
that you can’t read my mind.
 Jul 2013 CassieRose
Chris
Tonight I let go.
I let go.
Oh God, I let go.
I just never knew I could.
But I won’t let it haunt me any longer.
You’ve spent enough time inside this head.
I refuse to be brought down
by what you expected me to be.
And I refuse to let the man I’ve been
hold back the man I’m supposed to be.
I’m not collecting any pieces,
and I’m not filling any holes,
because I’ve been here all along
and now I’ve been set free.
Now I see what it’s like
to let love burst past all the dams,
and how it feels to flood my veins
instead of all the fear I had.
Tonight I let go,
so that these aching hands can grasp
and this surging heart can love.
I let go
to make space for so much more.
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