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Dee Bach Jul 2014
When your alone
the fear creeps back
reminding you,
your alone, no one knows,
the pain inside, just wanting to
meet one who understands what
its like to be tagged,
and to be the only one with the tag,
some genetic mutation
not inherited, in a sea of people
you, the mutation
almost like your
a science project gone bad.
The stares, the words
all blending into one word,
not remembering all that is said
forgetting the important words
conversations slipping not
remembering
lost.
Dee Bach Jun 2014
do you like what you see?
staring back at you?
the cap with the dangling tassel
by your face
the oversized gown
the “kids” you grew up with
all around you  
they give you hugs and say “CONGRADUALATIONS”
why do we go through these motions?
I never was one of them
always on the outside.
the people who are
supposed to be at your side
vanish.

Almost done.

The last line forms
The one that leads you
To the end of the dark.
“Almost done” I whisper,
to myself,
and smile at the thought
as the camera snaps the moment
of “almost done”
she walks across the stage
but your hands don’t clap
you watch her and hold back
the tears, remembering all the
fights, but not the fun.  She glances
over her shoulder and smiles,
and I smile to for she has to
know this is all a lie
the lie of us.
I’m done.
Dee Bach Jun 2014
Your eyes wander my body
my hearts beats faster and faster
waiting for the taste of your lips
against mine.
I close my eyes and breathe in
the moment
for you never know
when a moment like this
will be lost.
Dee Bach May 2014
tell me something
how does one listen
if the other does not speak

how does one heal
when the other cares
about himself

how does one believe
when the other one
doesn’t support

how does one live
when the other is
tearing them down
and blames the one
that is trying for all
the problems
that life is unhappy
life is boring
and dead.
tell me something
when did you try?
Dee Bach May 2014
Want is a strange thing
It can occupy all your thoughts.
It can make you feel loved.
It can tear your mind apart.
Dee Bach May 2014
his hand cups my chin
pulling it up so i can see
his big beautiful eyes,
the ones that scare me
to look into.  for fear that
he will see beyond, and not
like what he sees,
for no one has ever looked, that close.  
his other hand holds my hand
as if knowing by holding it I
can’t run away, thumb
rubbing back and forth
as if to remind me he cares
he leans his face in closer to
mine,  I lean in closer too
scared out of my mind,
his forehead touches mine
my nose touches his. I breathe
in deeply wanting to remember
every moment.  as his lips touch mine
breaking the barrier of all first kisses.
I get scared, not able to accept the fact
that he is with me, me of all
people. me.
and Run.
Dee Bach May 2014
To look Beautiful all you have to do is feel Beautiful.
Makeup is something used just to cover up ones beauty.
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