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  Mar 2015 David James Voiles
Anne Faye
Smile.
Laugh for them.
You're the happy friend.
The one they look to for comfort.
Did it ever occur to them that you need that too?
Smile.
Laugh for them.
You're a mess, control yourself.
The one who does it all wrong.
Did it ever occur to them that you end up failing?
Smile.
Laugh for them.
You can't show them that it bottles up.
That you break down.
Did it  ever occur to them that you want to give up?
Smile.
Laugh for them.
You're just a facade, keep it covered.
The fact that you cry, is something you hide.
Did it ever occur to them that you try so hard?
But it doesn't work.
I wish
I could go up
And
Not come down
It was arrogant to think that dating you would help me forget my lost lover

It was arrogant to think that your mellow dramatic and over reacting temper would help me forget my lost lovers tender heart and warm welcoming arms

I'm so ignorant for thinking that someone as disrespectful, viscous, and vial as you could fix my wounded heart

I just want to forget the way you mistreated me so I can move forward, but mainly I just want to forget my lost lover

I want to forget the way his fingers ran through my tangled hair
The way his tender lips felt against mine
The way his arms enveloped me with forever tender and care
The way his eyes demanded the truth
And our love
I oh so desperately want to forget our love
*Is that really too much to ask for?*
I remember
Waking up knowing you were mine
Knowing our love was true

I remember
The smile on your face
With mine to follow

I remember
Every hug
With every kiss

I remember
Every late night call
With a loving text

Now its a memory
So I don't smile
With love in my heart

Now your a memory
You are long gone
And no where to be found
I loved you and gave you my all. Then you left me and I'm wanting to move on.
When I cut myself
I feel at peace
As if no one can hurt me
Because I'm already hurting myself
Ill never forget the way I sit in the bathroom floor
Or the way my legs stretch out on the floor
Or how my back feels pressed against the wall
Or even how I hold the blade in my right hand
Ill never forget the way
The blade feels against my left arm
How the blood  slips through my skin
Or how the world gets find of quiet
When I cut myself
I feel at peace
As if no one can hurt me
Because I'm already hurting myself
I sit here
Starring at a peace of paper
A peace of paper without a word

I sit here
Clueless of who I am
Clueless of who I want to be

I sit here
With distant memories
Memories of who we use to be

I sit here
All alone
No one next to me

I sit here
Not longing for my life
My life ending slowly

I sit here
Without the one I love
While my love, loves another

I sit here
My love racing for you
While your loves given up on me
I still love you.... But, you don't have a clue....
  Feb 2015 David James Voiles
Anne Faye
we are an ignorant generation, loosely saying words when we don't know what they mean. So we speak, while stuck in between truths and lies. And we will continue to sleep beneath polluted skies.
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