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Dustyn Smith Sep 2012
I'll be the moon
If you be the sun
I'll bring you down
And you'll pick me up

Maybe someday the roles will reverse
You'll be the dark
And I'll be the light
I'll be the one who stays by your side


Maybe we'll both be happy and free
And turn into stars
Shining so bright
But oh so far apart

Only time will tell
As it has before
But we made it through the dark
And turned on the light
I don't know how I feel about this one.. I'm open to suggestions on how to make it better.
Dustyn Smith Sep 2012
The sun sinks down below the horizon
                                                         ­                                                                 ­                     I wish you were here
     The temperature begins to fall
                                                            ­                                                                 ­     I want to hear your voice
          Lights are being turned off
                                                             ­                                               I want to feel your arms around me
               People are getting ready to sleep
                                                           ­                                        I want to feel your breath on my neck
                    Beds being unmade, alarms set
                                                             ­                                                     I want your hand in mine
                              Tired eyes giving way to sleep
                                                           ­                           I want to see your face when I turn over
                                    People dreaming and having nightmares
                                                      ­I want to feel your body rise and fall with each breath
                                        The moon has risen and people have fallen
                                                          ­                           I want you to be here with me
                                             Sleep embraces my part of the world
                                                           ­     I want your everything with me now
                                                  Finally sleep takes me to my dreams
                                                          ­       *I wish you were here with me
Written so that it can be read as two seperate poems or one single poem.
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Sep 2012
I'm not sure what it is
But there is this thing
This overwhelming thing
That draws me to you
After all these years of knowing you
I still can't figure it out
It pulls me too you
Like rope around my heart
Dragging me closer and closer
I've tried to resist it
But have always failed
It yanks me closer than before
There is nothing I can do
I've given up on fighting it
And have accepted the fact
That there is just something about you
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Aug 2012
I was going to write a poem about you
And and about how I know
That you need to go
But I don't want you to leave
But I only got two lines in
I couldn't write anymore
I couldn't think about the future without you
I didn't want it to be so soon
There's only a few months left
At least that I know that I'll get to see you
You made a promise
To stay for my birthday
But what then?
Will you leave the next day?
I can't imagine going through it all over again
Not knowing if I'll ever see you again
Not being able to feel safe in your arms
I don't know if I ever told you that before
That in your arms, I just feel safe
I want to spend every second with you before you go
But that would probably just make it harder when you leave
I don't want to imagine that day
When we say our goodbyes
Maybe to never see each other again
I don't think I'll ever meet anyone like you
No one will ever be able to replace you
I'll probably write letters that will never get sent
And reread old ones from you to me
I'll probably cry myself to sleep for awhile
Probably won't eat and won't speak
I'll get over it eventually
But then something will remind me of you
And I'll break down
I'll recover and go on again
But I'll be empty for a while
Without you to talk to
I don't know what I'll do
I'll probably send you a message
And wait for your reply
Just to remember that you aren't there
That you are somewhere off traveling
Living life and seeing the world
And I'm still here
I don't want you leave
But I know you have to go
I guess I ended up writing that poem after all
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jul 2012
"Once upon a time"
What a cliche way to begin a story
"And they lived happily ever after"
Do they really?
Does everyone live happily ever after?
What about Cinderella's stepsisters?
Or the huntsman in Snow White?
Do they get happy endings?
No one seems to care about them
Snow White and Cinderella get the prince
What does everyone else get?
Princes and castles?
Crowns and glory?
The "villians" never get anything
Just because they are bad doesn't mean they can't be good
No one tries to redeem them
The live wickedly without knowing right
Without knowing the good they could have
They may have money, gold, and stolen treasures
But d they have happiness, love and hope?
No one shows them how to achieve goodness
So they steal it from others
The prince saved the princess
But who saves the villians?
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jul 2012
Why are you still here?
You should hate me by now
I don't know why you hold on
I don't know why I push you away
Our friendship is a rollercoaster
Up one moment
Down the next
I hold you close
Then I push you away
I sabotage my own friendships
Usually the ones that mean the most
I try and not ruin them
I try to make it right
But as a wise one once said
"Do or not do. There is no try"
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
A pen pulled out
A number written down
A lipstick mark
A bright red kiss
A name in ink
Scrawled at the top
A wrinkled mess
An old napkin

An unexpected call
An unremembered person
A foggy memory
A drunken blur
Say wrong number
Hang up quickly
Too much to drink
What have I done?
©Dustyn Smith
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