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Helplessness grasps me
In her malevolent claws
Abducting my soul
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You mustn’t forget
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If you don’t you’ll regret
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I'm afraid I'm obsessed
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Or slightly possessed
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You must do it with order
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Or the words will get stuck
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To make the voices stop
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I have to get them out
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Afraid of my own thoughts
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I am prisoner to my mind
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Please someone help me
 Sep 2014 Elizabeth Larsen
Ekuu
The person that I have grown into today
Did not get there by chance, no way
I am who I am partly because of you
And you are You because of me, too.

The changes I see
and what I have learned about me
are a response to how we affected our lives
and what we discover in each others eyes.

Our feelings might be different a year from now
But you are part of me forever somehow.
A part of me will always be you
and a part of you will always be me.

I will never forget you
For my love is honest and true....
 Sep 2014 Elizabeth Larsen
pat
we can't choose our life,
but we can change it.
No one tries to save the monster from themselves
I wonder what you’re
Looking at
When you’re
Looking at
Me.

Because when I look at you,
I look at the world in one person,
Spinning around
Rotating in my mind
As if nothing else matters.

When I look at you,
I see nervous hands
And anxious smiles
From our awkward first date,
A quiet boy with not
A whole lot to say
Yet.

I look at confidence,
Yours and mine,
Because you tell me
I am beautiful
Each and every day.

I look at a smile
Forming on your lips,
Subconsciously,
Resting on your
Strong jawline.

I look at eyes…
Ocean blue
That I drown in for hours,
The kind of drowning
That I don’t want
To be
Saved from.
Ocean eyes
Rocking me slowly
To sleep.

I look at cuddling,
Late at night,
(Because you always fall asleep first)
And the way you grind your teeth
While you sleep.

I look at hands,
Rough and calloused,
Holding mine tight.
Rubbing thumbs
Absentmindedly.
And you have no idea
How wonderful
That feels.

I look at kisses…
The kind that make
My
Heart
Stop
Beating
Momentarily,
Because you take my breath away.

I look at laughter,
Full and goofy,
Throwing your head back
And squirming around
While I tickle your sides,
And you tickle my heart.

I look at comfort.
The kind that’s hard to find,
Because you always know
When something is wrong,
Sometimes before I do.
You hold me tight in your arms,
And everything
Will be
Okay.

I look at the future
Because this time,
I know it’s real,
And I know
You
Are the one that is
Meant to walk this
Journey alongside
Me.

And now,

I wonder what you’re
Looking at
When you’re
Looking at
Me.
i push people
away.
but the few friends i try
holding on to
tend to slip
away
from my grasp.
the sensation still
r u n n i n g
through my fingertips.

people like you
leave paper cuts.
the third poem in a collection that unravels into a story. read it on my wattpad, the link is in my bio if you're interested.
 Sep 2014 Elizabeth Larsen
A-S
My heart believes
in our butterflies
as they grew up
in our fresh bodies.

Their healthy colors
making an artwork
resembling our love;

A nutricion
that evey heart
yearns for.

I try to tell my heart
that the butterflies
quickly fly away;
knowing they'd stay.

Believing in our love is as hard.
But lying to myself is way harder.

-a.s
You fed my dreams, like a needle feeds my pain, through my broken veins:
A silver bullet to my heart, your lies ripping me apart.

When I turned, looking for your burned,
bruised, broken words, in a noisy world,
I found silent screams...
same as when I'm waking from bad dreams...

Except when I called for you, you ran.
And when I waited,
my patience lashed, ripping the seems of my skin;
until my love bled out, like it had never been.

                                       You just keep walking. I'll stay. Plant my skin. Water it with this blood. I'll grow. And, I'll love.
                                        Maybe someday you'll see me. And, maybe someday I won't feel, you.
(c) MKD 2014
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