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 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
A night like that was sorely needed
Confessed my soul and aspects of
My shattered personality

And yet, though I am fractured, broken
Damaged goods as some might say
She accepts me as I am

She doesn't bear the title of best friend
But she's closer than the rest and for
Many complicated reasons

The more I open up and show just how
Unlovable I truly am
The more she holds my hand
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
Mr. Wall, where have you gone?
You've left me here, my friend
I'm not strong enough... I cannot
Cope nor self-defend

I need you now to listen close
To all the things inside
To you I'll make all visible
All things I've had to hide

Mr. Wall listen, please!
Oh, where are you now?
Mr. Wall I just need you
To support me as friends do
For I fear that I might
Be just
at the end
of my rope
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
I wrote you a letter, but burned it
It had too much emotion inside
I had thought that perhaps you had earned it
But instead I just ran off to hide

The letter I wrote wasn't long
But the meaning was deep and extensive
To convey it, one might sing a song
That said, I feel apprehensive

Because what if the letter was obsolete
The message itself had grown little feet
Walked out of my head and right out the door
Tread into your home on your newly cleaned floor
And bowed down before you and said, "listen here!"
"I've got a big juicy to lay down in your ear!"
And you listened and listened and before half an hour
The message was with you and out of my power
But you didn't let on that you knew all that stuff
You hid the message away in your teddy bear's fluff
So now here I am with these black paper ashes
And you're sitting there, batting perfect eyelashes
Don't know if you know it, please tell if you do
'Cause the message I just burned was "I love you"
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
I used to think that maybe you were all I'd ever need
I thought of you as only mine; a product of my greed
But you aren't mine, and never were, and that is just a fact
This phantom-fake relationship, was it just an act?

So tell me truly, gorgeous one, when did love leave you?
Tell me when that winged ***** stopped by to bid adieu
His arrow's deep inside my chest, but you don't have a scratch
I've got a seeping puncture wound, without a stable patch
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
You slapped me today
In the face
On the jaw
And I need to tell you
That you slap like a girl
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
I just called to say hello
(My original phrase was 'I love you')
I hear you're doing great
You went on a date
With a guy I know
So I think that's dandy
And I'm saying so
(We both know I don't mean it)
You're moving on
(I can barely rise in the morning)
And that's just exactly what you should do
(You should come back to me)
Maybe I'm going out too
(You are my only love)
And maybe I'm moving on
But nobody told you
Because they all got together
And decided not to
(I need you)
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
I asked someone to marry me
And though I'd never say who
I don't even know what she does for a living
Or the exact shade of her eyes
'Twas part jest, and part stupidity
But it was funny at the time
I asked her, and who's to know what she thinks?
Dialing the police... "Officer I have a cyber-stalker"
This was a fairly bad idea
Maybe next time, I'll meet her first
And then propose
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
And it's not because I don't communicate
But that's a starting point
It's not because I don't hear you
I can see what you post on facebook
Is it about me?
Is it about another man?
Who knows?
I wish you'd reply back once in a while
And maybe give me the courtesy of half a thought
Or just pick up the phone and give me a minute of your time
I've given you hours of mine
Let's talk sometime soon, okay?
Because we don't do that anymore
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
Let it be, said I in whisper
Pulling back as though I'd kissed her
Let it be, I said again
Oh, how I longed for a "more than" friend
I wanted her to love me too
And in a tiny flash, I thought of you
How you had made me fall in love
I had trusted you; you were my dove
You didn't let me down at once
But in the end, I was the dunce
The incompatible? That was me
And so I whispered, Let it be
 Oct 2013 Clarissa
Jared Eli
Second Best is hard to be
Second Best is lame
Second Best has come to be
My other middle name
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