the boy with scars and pain rubbed in his palms
the boy who fought for years and years and struggled inside
the boy who was offbeat and out of touch with his classmates
the boy who just wasn't strong enough to make it
he was there for months and i never noticed
my teacher said his name and i was zoned out and heard nothing
he got up and left the classroom and i saw nothing
he sat two seats away and i never realized
until it was too late.
maybe there were no words i could have said to fix him
maybe there was nothing i could do to change the outcome
but now i sit and that seat two to the left is empty
and i can't help but feel responsible
for my ignorance, my blank face that looked past him
could have been just another knife in his chest
i can picture him walking and seeing me and me not seeing him
and how he must have felt invisible
and i know how i feel that way sometimes
i never wanted to worsen anyone's conditions
but now it is too late.

I’d kiss those gypsy lips
Let my fingers linger
And slide down the side
Of your comic book curvy hips

I’d stare into your infinite eyes
To peek at the perfect pool of pictures
Piercing nature’s lifelike reflections
Deeper and deeper into your being

I’d listen to the harmony of your voice
That silky soft folksy tone
From tenor to baritone
Full of emotion’s tremors

I’d inhale your intoxicating scent
Like lonely rose petals
Floating away in separate directions
Your body dripping droplets of a sweet sweaty smell

I’d feel your breath
Heated and gasping
Passion elapsing and reforming
Hours to minutes and sometimes only seconds

I would take you in with every sense I had
Wishing for more senses to love you with
All the pressure building from within
Blinding me and coming through you my inspiration

Your every word,
Every comma,
Every full stop,
Every quotation,
And every other punctuation-
They destroy my demons.

"There was never silence. Always was an endless buzzing of nonsense in my ear.

But you, as I realize now, were not talking about the absence of sound.

You were talking about the soul.
The silence of the soul.
The absence of peace.

Pain.

I've come to think that humans, as a race, cannot write about the subjects that bring them joy."

- Alyssa Rose©

Just a little excerpt
From a little collection of sentences,
Yet the impact knows no bounds.

Every poem that you write (at least the ones I've read),
They hold so much truth.
As dainty as your name,
Yet so much power they brew.

"People we will never meet,
Faces we will never see.
Unbeknownst to us,
Wandering aimlessly."

-Alyssa Rose©

The -words- above
And the l e t t e r s-
My exact thoughts last night,
8 days to December.

Once I get a hold of what you convey,
I find myself unable to let go;
Because the meaning that I discover,
Is not just what I portray.

When I read your work,
I feel at peace;
Like all the chaos within me
Has finally been eased,
Because you, Alyssa-
Are one of my only escapes.

And as I write this piece,
You don't even know
That someone like ME-
An average teenage girl,
Takes so much inspiration
From YOU❤️

My stomach turns as I awake, I try to catch my breath. My chest heavy as some part inside me shouts your name.

My mind understands your gone but my soul looks for you. It feels detached to you. It wants you, it needs you, it's confused in search of you.

Some part of me thinks you belong with me, you belong to me, how can I make it understand you're gone and, not coming back when this part of me is missing you.

-InTheWorldOfCyn

The Space Between You and I

What can I say, I’m really feeling you but
The mood was sort of somber an I thought a back massage would do the trick
As you sexually suggested I play with your ****
I began to get aroused when your fingers tickled the ****
The sensual breeze of your breath on my thigh gave me this
****** high and the need the desire for you quickened
******* shift and this thing was stiff

The Space between you and me

Come closer not afraid im ready, my back against the wall
Legs around your waist your trust is deep and protected as you ****** those hips and kiss these lips
I **** on your neck hard is your body pressed firmly against mine
I brace my self for the motion
You speak softly (hold on) warm is this that runs down my leg as I begged for it
*** moans and words and beads of sweat filled my room with heaven
I was glad that the space between you and I
Got closer…..

i thought we had something more
i thought when you text me late at night it meant i wasn't just a friend anymore
i thought maybe id get the chance
to take you on a date
hold your hand
tell you that your cute every chance that i get
but when i told you how i felt you didn't say what i expected
you said in  your eyes we were just friends
even though i swear you gave me signals that meant "take the chance"
i covered my emotions for months cause of my ex
but when i thought i was ready, we were ready
i put my heart in my hands
put it out for you to carry
and when i thought you were holding it
you dropped it on the ground and left