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Corlene Beukes Jul 2015
Everything hurts.
Everything is numb.

Everything is heightened.
Everything is dull.

Everything is lacking.
Everything is too much.

Everything was me,
but now everything is nothing.
Corlene Beukes Apr 2015
Black as night
Dark as day
Is the soul
That was betrayed

The white of lies
The red in her eyes
Tell of a life
Lived to die
Corlene Beukes Mar 2015
Today I searched:
how to make the pain stop,
how to breathe again,
how to not drown in tears,
how to make it go away.

Their answer:
you.
Corlene Beukes Mar 2015
At that moment,
you were a metaphor;
a face,
a mask,
for everything
I need, desire.

At the moment,
you are my scapegoat;
a place to go,
a direction in which to throw
everything
he should've been.

In that moment,
you will rise to my smile;
my eyes,
my heart
to be all
I deserve.
Corlene Beukes Feb 2015
As i wept the stories i cannot tell
you calmed my foundation and
held together by your strength
gritted teeth and your nerve
i was saved as brick by brick
your words rebuilt me.
Corlene Beukes Feb 2015
one day
between sheets and tea
i will tell you of the way
i dreamed of you with me

there will be laughs and tears
and potholes and fears
but you will look at me
and i'll just let it all be
Corlene Beukes Jan 2015
It was seared onto my body;
your touch, so incredibly gentle.

It was engraved into my bones;
your scent, so powerfully fierce.

It was pierced through my soul;
your innocence, so magnificently pure.

So how can I love someone else?
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