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Charlotte May 2013
it's 1:30 AM
and i am alone in the dark.
but if i say your name three times
and spin around softly
will you
appear,
kiss my lips,
and stay with me forever
like you promised?
Charlotte May 2013
She looked at me
With question marks for eyes
And she asked me one thing
With eyes so innocent
And curls so fair
She looked at me and said
"How do you love?"
And I looked at her
With tears dripping
And I whispered quietly
"One day you will know."
She rolled her eyes
And walked away
And I couldn't blame her
But there was nothing else to say
And I looked after her
With stained glass eyes
And I whispered once again
"One day you will know"
Only this time I didn't stop there.
And as she walked away
In stockings as quiet as a whisper
I told her the truth that
She was never too young
To know
Only too blissfully ignorant
To understand.
One day you will know,
But by then it will be too late.
Charlotte May 2013
dead before you died
a shadow that's not even alive
an existence that has no purpose or meaning
an empty shell that has no feeling

who are you to tell me how to feel?
who are you to decide what is actually real?
your heart stopped beating long before this
yet you stand before me with the illusion of bliss

you have a black heart made purely of anger
you have no folly or any fear of danger
you hurt only when you look me in the eye
because you see someone who said "Not I."

you see before you someone not whole
you see someone with a semi-tattered soul
you see someone who will always be open
you see someone who's just a little bit broken

you may not have anything to fear
but i could safely say that it hurts you, my dear
Charlotte May 2013
Little ****** had her work cut out for her
But she did her best
To break him down
Turn him into something
That she could use
To destroy herself

If only it hadn't worked
Quite so well
Maybe she could have had him
For a little bit longer.
Charlotte May 2013
the sun is cold
my tears are frozen solid
your eyes are wide awake
and smiling

you are thawing
while i am frozen stiff
bones made of icicles
and gray dreams

you can move on
into a world full of color
red, blue, green, yellow
you are the seasons
spring, summer, fall
and i am
cold and alone
angry, broken, bitter
another night full
of black and white promises

the ice is too much
this love cannot break through
snow mounds and glittering tears
cover any chance of color

trees stand,
empty and alone
toothless mouths
too embarrassed to smile;
their leaves will not return.

you are spring, summer, fall
and i am
winter forever
Charlotte Apr 2013
I started moving on the day that love turned to hate
The day that love turned to lust
The day I wish I could erase

I started moving on the day I couldn't see my dreams
The day that yours turned my stomach
The day my mind was filled with screams

I started moving on the day I lost a part of me
The day that we fell apart
The day I thought I'd never see

I started moving on the day that love turned to hate
When I looked at you and cringed,
Realized our love was second rate.

I started moving on when I opened up my eyes
When I saw what you were made of
And it was everything I despise.
Charlotte Apr 2013
to yearn for my darling
is to be free of everyday turmoil
the wanting, waiting, wondering
becomes much more meaningful
than the endless abhorrence
of everyday life
my loathing becomes directed
towards the miles between us
as if we are two pieces
of a long forgotten puzzle
scattered on separate sides
of the surface
attempting to piece ourselves together
falling to the floor
with only the slightest whisper
in order to gain just one more inch
of closeness.
but puzzle pieces disconnected
are empty of meaning
and are doomed to be lost
under tables and cushioned chairs
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