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E Apr 2014
You set fire to the skyline with smoldering eyes
I watched you watching me out of the corner of my eye
There's something burning in you that once burned in me
And I can almost feel the familiar warmth of the flames
Under the endless night sky of glowing embers
E Mar 2014
My florescent friend
All those years spent up in your room
Have only added to the rumors of your oddity
I've heard bits and pieces, none of them true
But your face didn't quite fit the picture I had painted of you

Pale complexion flecked with freckles
Wide eyes staring as I pounded on your door
I left my family behind to save yours
The world owed you more than it could pay back
I surrendered to the scene I couldn't stand to face
Sell your secrets to the sky, oh boy of lights
The stars are your only friend now
Inspired by a dream I can only remember bits and pieces of.
E Mar 2014
Tell me what keeps you up at night
and I might just tell you
What keeps me sleeping through the day
E Feb 2014
Autumn was red
and so was I
as the trees lost their leaves
I lost my hope for another sunrise
and so we shed our colors together
our blood pouring back into the earth
as it does on those dragging days

Winter was gray
and so was I
as the world slowly froze
I  did my best to keep warm
and so we huddled, shivering together
holding on in hope of a new year
sharing our loneliness

Spring was green
and so was I
as the grass began to grow
I promised myself things would be different
and so we were reborn
as we stood in the pouring rain
hearts beginning to beat again

And Summer, summer was yellow
and so was I
as the sun lit up every crack in the earth
I just stood there and smiled
and so we chose to live
letting go of everything that was holding us back
staying up all night to greet the sunrise
E Nov 2013
When she speaks, you can feel the poetry pouring out of her soul
And all you can do is stare hopelessly into her eyes and wonder
If you have ever crossed her mind
E Aug 2013
i'm falling back into
my old bad habits
i'm afraid that this time
they'll eat me alive
this pain isn't anyone's
problem but mine
and you'll never know
what i'm feeling inside
without my scars to
show it.
E May 2013
the tears are but drops of blood
falling
from every crack in my skin
spilling
onto the cold bathroom floor
creating
pools of crimson sorrow
washing
away the emptiness inside
remaining
only as stains
tonight i will run my feelings dry
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