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 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
darling,
i know you're feeling sad,
that things are getting hard,
and we're so far apart.
but don’t give up,
don’t let go,
don’t doubt anything.
pretend you're here with me in bed,
so that i could rub your shoulders
which carry so much.
i will run my fingers through your hair,
to brush away all uncertainties.
and even though it hurts like hell
without you,
the hope of seeing you soon
eases my weary soul.
so don’t worry baby,
everything will turn out alright.
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
i am the cat
that roams around the neighborhood.
always wanders
never stays
belongs to no one.
i sit in the sill of a strange house
i don’t want to leave
but seasons change
and once again i’m on a journey.
some day i’ll find it
whatever it is
whoever it will be
i’ll never ever ever leave.
i’ll be content.
it may not come soon
but it will come.
as sure as the sun rises
much to early in the morning
there you’ll see me
walking
drifting
forever looking.
going, going
gone.
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
glistening in the night
she waits impatiently.
woes and fears lurking
in every shadow.
her heart aches silently,
such a beautiful sorrow.
she is so lonely, you see,
this gorgeous, shimmering orb.
all of her desires
are unattainable, it seems.
not one soul even dares to try
and pull her down from the sky
finally filling that void
that deep longing
for a human touch.
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
i can’t help
that you make me feel like a rose
on a cool afternoon.
sitting in the window
of an apartment looking over the park.
i sit there,
as a rose,
solitary and alone.
my light shades of pink
glimmering dimly in the distance.
it is as if i’m screaming,
look at me,
aren’t i pretty?
but by the time you look up
from the dusky street of the city,
my petals are withered and my bud is facing the ground.
like a heart that is broken.
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
you kissed the moon
she kissed you too
that night was painted
black and blue

the world is dark
ah, but here she comes
a bright, floating orb
equally as beautiful as the sun

but love her tender,
even as the night goes by
never tear those golden eyes
from her place in the sky

yes, it is true
that the night will soon go
and the lovers will say goodbye
and their hearts will sink low

as sure as the sun rises,
so will she
that naive, florescent globe
hanging lightly over the sea

the world will once again
be painted black and blue
because you kissed the moon
and she kissed you too.
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
don’t you see me
over here
suffering alone
comforted only by
this aching
gaping
hole in my chest
i hide in the dark
ignoring not only the world
but myself
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
D
i’m disappointed.
i’m dismayed.
i’m distressed.
i’m disturbed.
i’m dramatic.
i’m dreadful.
i’m dark.
i’m devious.
i’m demented.
i’m depressed.
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
i’m waiting under the covers.
television on
drowning out the silence.
half asleep
half awake
always in a dream like state.
i look over
at the empty space beside me.
bare, cold sheets
yearning for attention,
craving some affection.
 Feb 2014
Cassandra R
give me bruises, baby.
i want to feel the pain.
if you can’t give me
sweet, soft love
then make my body strain.

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