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~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
 Feb 2015 Elizabeth Johnston
liz
17
 Feb 2015 Elizabeth Johnston
liz
17
17 times I
fell for
that promise.
Oh no,
no not again.

I was so afraid
to say the truth
'cause I know
it would break your heart.
But this is not about you anymore.

I don't know
how to make you realize
that you are alive,
and that you're human too.

Where were you?
When I needed your touch,
or your kisses goodnight?
Oh, I lost you to soon.
 Feb 2015 Elizabeth Johnston
Xyns
Now floating up and down
I spin, colliding into sound
Like whales beneath me diving down
I'm sinking to the bottom of my
Everything that freaks me out
The lighthouse beam has just run out
I'm cold as cold as cold can be
be

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion... yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down

Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe floating junk will do just fine
the jets have sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
How can I keep up this breathing

Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space

*LET THE HURRICANE SET IN MOTION
Into The Ocean
BUT YOU ARE A WRITER
AND YOUR HEART DOESNT
FEEL THE WAY YOU WANT IT TOO
AND YOUR MIND DOESNT
WORK IN ONE SPECIFIC WAY
AND YOUR MOUTH DOESNT
SAY ALL THE RIGHT WORDS
THOUGH YOUR HAND SPEAKS
THEM FOR YOU
BUT YOU,
ARE A WRITER
He fell,
She fell,
They're a bit unwell.

He loved,
She sobbed,
Hearts are throbbed.

He left,
She wept,
Hopes are swept.

He fell,
She fell,
Like a glass

He loved,
She loved,
Shattered

He left,
She wept,
*and it never ended.
I **** at rhyming. Sorry.
I think I murdered the lyric poetry.
Lie after lie. It ended so soon.
It was just me, and the boy I never truly knew.
Day after day time wasted thinking about you, you are the boy I never even knew.
Month after month I still think about you, even after everything you put me through.
This should be the end, everyone knew, besides the girl in the corner looking at you.
Now I know you are the boy I never, even knew.
H.K
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