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David Leger Jul 2015
In search of perfection;
In desperation, my heart is weak.

Hollow in my mind, visions;
She's in revision, being pieced together still.

I can't wait any longer;
My lust stronger than ever, so I settle.

Time slips her away from my mind,
I'll never find perfection again.

Lifelong ignorance and bliss;
I miss the days we never lived.
Imagine who you could have been with if you had only waited a little longer (or perhaps waited too long).
David Leger Nov 2013
You're there in front of me
Singing the notes I wrote for you
The words that I loved set free
But you sing them not to me
You are the ***** of my melody
You don't feel it true
My words mean nothing
If you don't mean them too

Open your eyelids
Cry out your ocean soul
Tears salted like the seaborn kids'
Feel the ghost love as it goes cold
And leaves the caress of your lips
In search of someone with care.

A new voice will sing
All that was once yours
The words angelically ring
Like they never have before
Sung from lips who care
Kissed by the soul entwined in air.

I wish the chords to be played again
That's all I wish, sung from the heart!
Please — no more pain.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Feb 2014
Where I fell,
               you knew that place well.

And as the frost gripped to my sighing,
              you ran fast, and I laid lying,
                               to myself, and breathlessly yell.

I wandered the cold night back to when you were with me,
              abandoned hope for the last time, and finally
                               I am free, and I've stopped trying
                                             to be something I'm not, oh how that was hell.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Nov 2013
I can no longer feel the music
I'm bled dry of my sickness
That was me, gone forever
Cured of myself, all but this!

Missing a piece
That loving internal beast
That beat endlessly
Is now deceased.

Lose myself in the rhyme
Without my soul-guide
Losing all sense of time
A beat without a heart dies.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Aug 2014
We met at the base of the tree
     and then we played hide and seek.
You hid under cover of the leaves
     and I was searching every branch
     expanding infinitely.

You see, I heard your laugh,
     it attracted me.
I followed your voice
     but it only echoed within me.

And this tree has grown
     larger than I ever imagined,
     while you stay hidden
     among the countless leaves.
David Leger Jun 2015
Silence deepens,
        The dream fades into nothing,
                The mind weakens.
Ghosts of daughters,
        Who never felt this existence
                but are in my heart.
Laughter, unheard,
        A lot, unfelt and forgotten,
                Perfection, forever unmatched.
The dream of life:
        Never was it ever real—
                Could I just leave now?
        Never was it ever real—
                Could I just leave now?
                Could I just leave now?
David Leger Apr 2014
Would I be correct to assume you are what you do?
I see you watching TV -- oh, you must be a watcher.
You walk across the street -- no way you're anything but a walker.

She eats, so why not call her an eater?
He sleeps, so he must be a sleeper.

Why is everyone so naive? -- they must be naivers.
Cause if they do it, that must all they are. Right?

I may write poems,
but I am not a poet.

I write the same way you watch TV;
I  watch TV the same way you cross the street;
I cross the street the same way she eats;
And I eat the same way he sleeps!

I am not what I do,
That's not even close to true!
And neither are you,
But if that's how you see me, that must be you.
David Leger Nov 2013
You leave me wanting more
Love that that isn't there
And still fading quickly
My desire dying unwillingly.

I don't want my love to die
But hearts can't beat forever alone
It takes another, for when one grows weary
The other grows stronger merely.

We cannot be weak together.
One or the other, or both strong is better
But weak love kills us both,
And I'm growing weak, tired
I feel beat! A dying fire!

I know you don't want to die
So it's time for you to be strong
Please — won't you save me?
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Jul 2014
Dear, old friend,
I feel old without you;
While life beats slower each passing day,
With nothing ever new and nothing on the way.

I've grown weary with the predictable paterns of life,
Which you deliberated against,
And made bounding leaps to the rarely visited vegas of existence:
          Journeys we would often make together.

What memories do you forget of me,
And what memories did you create since?
And is it worth it to live and fulfill this epic narrative?
Your life does not have to be like a tragedy;
Always sorrowful and hanging in suspense.

I can pick you back up, old friend;
I'll pick you back up again.
David Leger Dec 2013
The blood on your hands,
I will make you see it.
The gore of my mind you created,
I will make you see it.
The broken souls of children ***** by your anger,
I will make you see it.
The rotting flesh of the dead boy in the cold and barren street,
I will make you see it.
The black sea of death in the silent night where the castrated bodies sleep,
I will make you see it.
Moloch's divine creation consuming all you have, while your paradise burns,
I will make you see it.
The world in despair, all because of your own doing and your's alone,
I will make you see it.

I will make you see what you are.  I will make you weep until your eyes fall from their sockets.

Once you see it all, you may leave at your will.  

A single door and four walls,
           Are all that stand between you,
                            and the Gates of Hell.

Now walk,
Whenever you wish,
Through the open door,
And into the fires.

And burn. Forevermore!
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Jan 2014
i saw a whit rose
and it was you
you are for me
mad4e for me
grrown for me
made for me
a rose so white
it blinds me
a rose right
a rose pretfect
you have become my devotion
my only reason for emotion
my ghost of a rose
David Leger Jul 2015
In my mind we're already there,
You just have to see that I care.
In my mind it's just a matter of space and time,
In your's we're miles away,
And you think I'll never stay.
In your's it's just a thought behind a closing door.
David Leger Aug 2014
I'll return one day, as all falls into place,
I'll return to see you in my aging ways.

But when you see me, know this:
I've only come home to fade away.
I hate them more than anything, but they'll always be part of me, and I'll always love them.
David Leger Nov 2013
I'll show you myself because you already know
And I know that what lies beneath may be different
So different, but so beautiful in the soul's undertow
But when taken from my heart, becomes non-extisent

However, you still know with trust that lies deep
You believe in the passion expressed in my eyes
And although you can't see it still makes you weep
Because if something so beautiful was only a lie

Life would not be as sweet, and, well, is that really any good?
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
J
David Leger Nov 2013
J
I gave you all that you want
More than you deserve
I gave it all at my own expense
And still I feel like nothing has changed

You give the least to be polite, and nothing more.
You know that's all you must give
And because of my desperation
I accept it.

And still I give even more
In the hopes that you'll answer me with the same intentions.

I gave selflessly, to the point of agony
And it leaves me empty inside
And I am left cold
Until I gain the strength somewhere.

I dread the day when the strength does not return
And I know it will come sooner than I expect.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Jan 2016
Everyone slips into the sea,
Everyone does eventually,
And then they never return.

Memories grow faint, I feel,
And now seem so unreal
As time, like fires, burn.

But as people come and go away
With the tides of every waking day,
I embrace the constant churn.

I laugh and cry with them,
Love and die with them;
I become part of them with every turn.
K
David Leger Dec 2013
K
Scorn memory of the Hallowed Day
When under company of friends
Stolen a leaf from the frozen tree
And taken in your own attend.

However, nigh far nor long you rested
Until were you wrongfully contested
For such display of lecherous feelings
Unto a heart of another beating.

Struck down, but still noble and undefeated
Gathered your courage but strength depleted
And still even later, hunger for the sea you feel
Cries for more: "Oh god, the craving is real!"

The words you have spoken bring joy to us all
Despite spoken unknown in the intoxicate sprawl.
David Leger Dec 2013
Distant,
Reality has become recently,
Detached from my body, mind, soul,             , most of all.

It comes and goes, goes up and down on a sporadic path
And,             , was once beautiful a moment ago to me,
but now she's different, and tomorrow I'll love her again, then I'll hate her, then I'll forget her -- hell! I've already forgotten.
And I've already loved again.
And hated again.
And forgotten.
Her name:            ,
I don't want to remember, and I wish I never met her!

It comes and goes, goes up and down on a sporadic path
And, Love , was once ugly to me a moment ago,
But now I love her, and tomorrow I'll love her, and then I'll love her, and I'll never forget her.
And I've already loved again.
And loved again.
And loved forever.
Her name: Love,
And I'll never forget her, and I'm grateful to have met her!

It comes and goes, goes up and down on a sporadic path
Again, and again, and again, and again, and again / / / / What a desperate coil of emotion!
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Mar 2014
She picks me up,
Dresses me in blue.
Clothes me in lace,
All dolled up, shiny and new.

We play our games,
I always lose;
I'm just the doll,
I let the girl choose.

We play for awhile,
And my threads begin to fray;
With every tug and pull,
She strains me with her play.

To her it's all fun,
My feelings: she's unaware;
But slowly I'm dying,
As my seams wither and tear.

Until one day,
Something finally snaps;
My threads unravel,
I'm riddled painful gaps!

So like the dolls before,
She'll toss me in the trash;
And out to browse some more,
For the next unlucky catch.
David Leger Nov 2013
If you could see the horrors
The tragedy that haunts my dreams
Greater than all the world's wars
Nigh, a single night of solace seems

The hurt, the desperate, always silent
More alone than any other can feel
Screaming inside when no one listens
Screaming harder, for the pain to heal

When all is lost, the laughter begins
The moment when you become insane
And pain be becomes a pleasureful sin
Because unlike love, lingers does the pain

Alas, constance of a fix is the greatest temptation
And when constance endures, a fix becomes vocation
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Jul 2014
You are in no way an angel,
And are careless in most you do,
So it don't matter anyway --
By the way, I love you.
* If you don't know about the controversy behind the font Comic Sans, I suggest you look it up.
David Leger Nov 2013
I keep coming back to you with a lustful taste
but the lust breaks my heart because
they are two things filling the same space
When my fragile glass heart meets the cold steel lust
It breaks and I'm left to find the pieces.
Lust isn't worth the savage heartbreak.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Dec 2013
Why is it that you shine so bright?
Brighter than all the other stars in my sky
Somehow blinding is your twilight
Yet so distant from my reach, but I'll try

Even the deepest of my seas
Are wrapped in your light
And my darkest forest's trees
Can't cast the shadow of night

Without any part of me able to rest
While you shine intensely upon me
I'll be wakeful every second lest
We collide when your next passing be

This voiding air between us, oh star of mine
Will disappear quickly, all in due time.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Mar 2015
From the front door of my home
     there is not much to see;
Puddles scatter the corrugated soil,
     reflecting back the image of me.

The houses all sit silent and still
     as if they could've been happier someday;
Paint peeling, shedding faded colours;
     I can only watch their slow decay.

The people in them live like spectres
     who I always see but never talk to;
Is it naive that I fear getting to know them?
     (I still like to think they're interesting too.)

The wind whips though the snowy grass,
     speckled white from my house's dead skin;
And I retain the same composure as them,
    trying to mimic the norms of my neighbours just to fit in.

From the front door of my home
     there is not much to see;
I lift my head just to find everything
     reflecting back the image of me.
We try to convince ourselves we're not all the same.
David Leger Mar 2014
I have a secret,
don’t tell it to the others.

For the longest time,
it’s been kept to myself.

If you listen close,
you must listen with your heart.

This is not gossip;
it’s deep, but in no way dark.

Will you listen,
and promise to keep silent?

Make a promise,
and never break this pact.



I miss him,
despite his carelessness.

I miss him,
despite my cold silence.

I miss him,
and the times we shared.

I miss him,
with all my heart and soul.

I miss him,
but his lack of respect for me.

It's torn me apart;
brought me to my weakest misery.

When desperate,
I’ve gone to him seeking help.

When I loved her,
it was a joke to him.

And when she left,
he didn’t understand.

I wanted to die,
and he called my suffering weakness.

So I lied,
but I still burned inside.

And I cried alone,
While on the outside nothing was wrong.

While inside,
I slowly fell apart.



If only once,
he could understand me.

For once,
and say something real to me.

I would be happy again.
David Leger Dec 2013
It's not all bad, if you can still smile at something
And have a moment of commonality with someone
If you can still talk without fear, it's not all bad
And it's not bad at all if someone listens.

Imagine that? And if someone agrees, well you're ahead of me
And if They agree, well then you've got something there
And if you've got Them hooked on every word you say
Well then you've got yourself an army there.

It becomes a movement, just be sure you're aware
That when it's bigger than just you, and you alone
Someone else can lead the way, so take care
Because now you've got a movement of your own

And when a movement moves, you can't control too much
Even as their leader, you're just another man in the rush.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Apr 2015
I've never lived in Nebraska.
     God knows why anyone would ever want to.
One or two days without Alaska
     and I'm already about to lose my ****.



I wish she would visit soon, Alaska,
     It's been a couple months now.
But the more I think about it
     She'll never see Nebraska;
Where violets and lilacs are trampled
     And hold no more value to me;
Where technicolor has no place,
     And is a broken concept;
Where people merely exist,
     And nothing more.



I was here for a three years
     And now I'm leaving Nebraska.
With little to show for it
     And I have not a memory left of Alaska.
I never lived in Nebraska.
     I probably could have tried.
David Leger Nov 2013
Cold, and alone,
I realize I'm insignificant
I realize that all I do is worthless if in the end we all turn to dust
I realize that my existence is nothing more than that
And that, it shall be forevermore
Because it is that, the reasonless existence that consumes us all
And nothing more,
Not the tides of the sea, nor the void of space, nor the Godless heavens, nor the wars of petty dominance of the world;

It is that there is no reason.

And i've gone insane at the thought,
And the helplessness that it brings
I have not a life, but and existence
And an observation that remains unseen to others until, now,
And it's a shame when you have been made aware of all that exists
And you realize that it is all for not, and nothing more.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Nov 2013
The sunlight breaks the dark cloud cover and casts over the valleys of my mind. Darkness turns to light, like the way water washes over a sandy beach as the tide comes in; washes away all the imperfections, the footprints of friends and foes long gone. It gives me freedom to dream again, unbound by uncertainty. Now my path is lit, and I can carry on without the fear of losing my way.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Aug 2014
Her lips against my skin,
My hand caressing her ****** thighs,
This night where I am within her.

I'll bleed my passion into her depths,
As she ***** the breath from my lungs,
And the tides that bring her ecstasy,
The still night is broken as she cries joy.
A tribute to the Nightwish song of the same name.  Experimenting with eroticism.
David Leger Dec 2013
Were you born at sea like me?
Love for the ocean winds that blew;
Heart and soul of the deepest blue.

Were you born in the autumn breeze?
In the shadows of the bare branches;
Under cover of the wind leaves’ dances.

Have you seen the trees?
Have you ever felt the forest before?
The forest borne you, our Mother borne you,
And yet, and still, and even, and evermore;
Though we may try time after time,
We can never escape Her omniscient view,
And regrettably, nor Her desolation.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Jan 2014
Whether my desert be of sand or snow,
desolation is the same.
Whether my passion be of lust or love,
loneliness is the same.
Wether my sea be of water or flames,
breathlessness is the same.

Now I’ve done what I feared,
I’ve hung the reliable rope.
You may sing to me dear,
But you are no songbird of hope.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Aug 2014
All her shattered faces
Scatter the darkened floor
Her scent lingers in the evening breeze,
Dancing with the open door.

She used to fill my heart whole
With marrow of life unending,
But as I hear love's bell's defening toll
My heart is left unmending.

Now left only with an empty core,
(Oh God, how I hate this dying heart!)
Your broken sighs don't call me anymore
As these strands of life begin to part.
I hope I'm finally starting to get over you after all this time.
David Leger May 2014
On that autumn evening in 1962
I am falling for you,
And the sounds of jazzy-blue
Rambling lost and smooth.

In this moment I've contrived
While I am there by your side,
Inside of fiction, with you, I hide;
And walk the night under city-lit skies.

But that was an unrealizable time;
This moment was never mine.
Cloaked with nostalgic rime
Inside a Polaroid frozen in time.

All you left behind for me:
This black and white memory
Of a night I'll never see,
And a melancholic question: Who is she?
David Leger Jan 2014
These days lines express,
A meekness of the heart,
With intent to impress,
No longer for the art!

Loss of honest zeal it seems;
Introspection is in style;
But writing yourself in reams,
Loses appeal in passing while.

“Oh, my sorrowful heart does bleed!”
I read it rewritten by all,
But what purpose do you lead,
Beyond pity for your fall?

If nothing provoking you draw,
Your Passion Play will swiftly fade,
Slipshod, despite your emotion raw,
Worth little, and time must be paid.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Aug 2014
I thought heartbreak was a movie deal
Never knew it would turn out to be this real
But when everyone you care about
Leaves you in a world of doubt
You feel,
Like your heart is never gonna heal
And that ain't all you're gonna feel but now it's got some massive mass appeal.

I stepped into the world out side,
Shortly after I began to die
I left my eyes wide open
And they were quickly stolen
And I,
Could only turn a blind eye,
When everybody walking by
Were ***** thieves, and they were sly.

Just as I was looking to spread my wings
I saw them for sale on a street corner with my other stolen things:
But they were somewhere far away,
I saw them through my eyes stolen just the other day.
I'm all over the place in some love-devoted crime ring,
But while I'm everywhere, I'm still dreaming
Cause maybe someone out there can mend these lonely heart stings.

And I don't care what happens to me!
Cut off my legs and I'll search the seven seas
Cause I'm not a machine
I'm a human being
Just because I'm broken i won't run out of steam!
I'll gather myself one day, whenever that may be,
And she'll be the one who bought the missing pieces of me.
Probably going to add to this, I think it still needs a bit of closure to bring it full circle.
David Leger Jul 2015
Gumdrops in Candyland, teardrops in soup;
Tomato red, I spin my head;
And jump now through the hoop.

In the rain I walked, in the rain we kissed;
Paper hats, playful chats;
Forgetting what I missed.

Forethought for me, an afternoon with you;
Flick the light, to day from night,
More love, your love, I do.
The feeling of realizing you should probably be in love with someone. What are you waiting for? Go!
David Leger Aug 2014
She's out there somewhere,
Among the tall grass,
Waiting for me, still unaware.

She's dancing with breeze
As the winds come off the shore;
She's singing with the seas
As the waves crash and roar.

Her scent sails to me
In the flowing evening air
While I still travel seas

I'll land upon that beach
One day and find her there;
She'll be within my reach
*Elle est ma fleur de la mer.
David Leger Nov 2013
The Sparrow's song is my happiness
A friend that darkness never takes
A remedy to my greatest sadness
And is always there when morning breaks

As it flies through the forest singing
The angelic tune brings comfort to all
A true moment of simplicity rings
Even as the sun again begins to fall

In presence of the Sparrow's innocence
We will always pursue it with diligence.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Jan 2014
I hope I have the pleasure
to evoke in you
something new.
If not,
at least I thought
of you.

Do you think of me too?
David Leger Jul 2015
I remember the seashells on the beach,
     two shadows at my feet, and the sun on my back;
I remember laughing happiness as if it were my only feeling,
     and falling asleep with space-bound dreams of ecstasy;
I remember my heart fast-beating for no reason,
     smiling and not being able to stop.

I remember all these things in perfect detail,
     and yet it's been so long I've forgotten your face.
David Leger Dec 2013
Remember the men before me,
And remember them fondly.
I am not of their kind,
And nor are you;
We are among the living;
And the dead are they,
But living only yesterday.

I saw them walking true,
They walked proud too;
And Death they needn't mind,
I wonder if they knew,
When they were living;
Did they see Death, or him hear?
If they did, they showed no fear.

You and I, we are living now,
But someday and somehow,
We will have our name signed;
Carved in stone so true;
That marks where we're lying.
So I hope you remember the men before,
Because someday you too will live no more.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Dec 2013
This is for you,
The Roses, the Orchids, the Lilies of the world,
Your colour, your fragrance, your perfection unmatched,
This is for you:

It is for you that the sun rises everyday;
It rises so that you may bask in it's rays.

It is for you that the rain falls down;
It falls for you and seeps into the ground.

They are for you, the birds and the bees;
They prune you of your wilted leaves.

And they are for you, my deep blue eye;
To gaze upon you all until I die.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Nov 2013
When the Passion Play ends
And your cross in ***** to the sky
A monument that transcends
Your sins and your lies.

The monument will stand
I hope for years to come
Lecherous longing man
Loved only by some.

And when your brothers look upon you
I hope it is not in contempt, but respect anew.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Feb 2014
Come with me,
and escape to the seas.

The water will heal your heart,
trust me just this once.

Please, don't spend all your time
traveling your endless desert lands.

Your heart deserves more than that,
and I can see you're parched.

Find your shore, bleed no more,
let the waves take your soul into the deep.

You deserve to see it all, open your eyes and see
the blue heart of the ocean as the horizon darkens.

Listen as the sirens call for you,
they mean no harm and never have.

Come with me,
and escape to your dreams.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Nov 2013
The still lake mirrors your beauty;
Calm are the waters, when love is in bloom;
Disturbed only by a tear fallen silently,
When roses wilt under shadows that loom.

When leaves change your emotion;
Fallen from life, to the waters below;
And your heart fades with them,
And with them buried in white snow:

You'll stay frozen in loss,
Until the sun shines again,
And releases your cold heart;
And cleanses it with April rain.

And when roses bloom red once more;
Love will heal your scars from before.
My Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/DarknessFallenBlog
David Leger Aug 2014
December has lost my favor,
I desire the Fall season's ways,
For now at least until I change my ways.

The cool winds clashing with the vibrant colors,
Burning out in flames as the leaves dance to the ground;
Death comes to sweep away their pain,
Bare bones of the earth, creaking in the winds, and cracks that cut the silent air, frost layering their skeleton shadows.

I could sleep for eternity under the darkened sky,
Contemplating the flocks as they fly.

The summer air lingers for a moment more,
As the seasons toil their machines of war.

The trees are hunched in their armor;
The cold is rushing down from the North;
As the innocent flee the battlefield,
In the calm before the storm.
Some seasonal imagery as Autumn approaches.
David Leger Aug 2014
If shallow lakes hold your beauty in their waters,
I do not care to break their stilling surface,
Water lilies and reeds of wild grass do not tempt,
Because where do I find more, once the image falters
With little more than a gaze at the lilies? Their grace,
On the surface, is all they can give for an attempt.

In shallow lakes, I can see their bottom is nigh,
So to swim is not feasible, nor delightful;
To merely wade in a shallow pond — uninspiring!
Alas, to surface from deepest parts yields but a sigh,
And if waters here were to drink, it would not fill my soul,
Still beautiful to gaze upon, but after little time is tiring.

So I indulge myself in the vastness of the sea,
The depths are endless, and the storms are foul,
But in the ocean deep, when I start swimming far,
The waters are an infinite sea of fantasy,
To be swallowed whole within the temptest’s howl;
The deepest depths will heal the deepest scar.
I'm not looking for some shallow lake; I'm looking for a deep ocean to get lost in.
David Leger Aug 2014
She draws nearer in her hunt for me,
While I cling to my world within;
Her poison dart seeks purest blood,
I am the child without sin.

Her alluring lips, the scent of lust
Like scores of ropes constricting;
I fear the Dark Angel will claim me one day
And fear I most that her love will be addicting.
This is one that I think requires some explanation.  I see so many people I know falling in love and they lose who they used to be. Some for better, but many for worse. I fear the same thing will happen to me: I'll find a girl and all my interest will shift to pleasing her. I also fear I'll lose part of me because it's something that she dislikes, or I won't be able to be myself around her because she wouldn't understand my quirks and they would turn her off. I dated a girl once who never knew I wrote, and I didn't tell her because I wrote a lot about her, and it was too early in the relationship to be revealing the feelings I wrote about. That may have been the wrong thing to do, but wither way, doesn't matter now. However, I still wonder what I might hide if I were to start a relationship today.
This poem is about that fear of losing myself, and the fear that I might pursue a relationship because I've been single for so long. I'm not against "hooking up" but rather I think I'd fall for almost anyone if they show interest in me, which is why I'm careful as to who I show interest for. Anyway, that's enough rambling for something most people won't read.

David
David Leger Aug 2014
Can I play a memory
Like a record skipping beat;
Just a memory of a boy I loved
And have that thought repeat,

When he'd hold me tight,
How he'd say I-love-you's
In the middle of the night
And meant them as I still do.

How we'd walk in the setting sun
And sit for hours without it feeling long;
Or when he used to speak to me
And I felt the world sitting in my palm.

I hear the echo of that fleeting love,
Slipping further from my heart each day,
The record needle skips another beat
As sorrow begins to play.
Thought I'd try something different here by writing from the perspective of the opposite ***.  I'm not sure how it turned out; it feels a bit awkward to me, but that might just be my subconscious telling me I'm not female.  I expect that will change as I experiment more with this perspective.  

I found it to be an interesting experience, trying to imagine how women feel though. Definitely try it if you haven't already.
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