Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Even when I’m mad at you I
Can’t be mad at you and that makes me
Even more mad at you and I
Hate you, hate
You, hate
You, love
You
15/06/16
It's not like I ask for the world to turn black
It's a road travelled , I want to turn back

I didn't ask for this to happen
But this is where I sit

Moments of happiness
And peace do exist

Today I was told to snap the **** out of it
And that i live a life of dreary woes
It hurts the most hearing theses words
I tried to explain how I feel
Because I know that it's irrational


Prehaps to hear the words
I am sorry , I do understand
They  Could go along way to healing my heart
But I carry scars
From a life of no meaning
Snap the **** out
Snap the **** out
These words ring in my ears
You truly don't understand
You don't think
That
I wish
I could
With all of my heart
I Wish
I never suffered from this from the start


But I guess the best
Is to be on my own
Cause it seems that people don't understand
It's easy to be happy when the clouds don't come your way
The leaves change
From green to gold
It reminds me of your eyes
This colder air
Makes Death grow bold
And the weak-willed summer
dies
the hardest
part of
letting someone
you love
go is
making yourself
stay away
It's only on the nights that everyone's busy and my mind isn't occupied that I sit back and think about what we would've been doing on a quiet Saturday night. When my parents were out of town and the house was chilly and smelled like peppermint from the tea I'd be drinking.  I make my bed because I have nothing better to do and think about how we would be unmaking it in the most beautiful way if you were still here. But who knows if you're even you anymore because I haven't talked to you in so long. I drink alone to get rid of your memory, but I remember how your kisses tasted like ***** and strawberry gum and stop to cry for a moment because I miss those kisses so much.  And now I can't even make myself peppermint tea because it reminds me of the peaceful nights when I thought you loved me.
 Oct 2016 Christopher R May
nivek
our sister Sun rides our brother sky
peeks in through the window
I am here says sister Sun
come let me share with your joy
and fill you with our brother sky.
I am listening
not hearing
the voices
so wearing
but
must put my time in
to get the gold watch.

I stay
but
don't see
no win
no fee
someone out there is
targeting me
which has no point at all.

and now I can't talk
no speech
no traction
can't walk
I'm a fraction of a man
that I used to be

then someone says,
time in for rhyming?
what century do you live in?
but
I never heard it
too much
#Brexit
going on.
A sweet taste lingers
Where your soul seared mine

lips like honey,
I still feel the nectar of love
scarring depths aroused many moons
after death closed them
tightly shut.
  
Warm as the summer sun
I can feel the glow of
your exalted love,
like a sheath of rain
penetrating a dying dessert,
bringing me
hungrily back to life.
Musings on love and lovers
Next page