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Silly of Me, to think this was meant to be.
Always telling myself, “I’m Done.”
But, Tomorrow I’ll be right by your side
I’ll tell myself not to cry
Listen to Bob who said, “Every little thing is gonna be alright.”

But Boy, you steady ready to leave
To find yourself a new miss
Too blind to see this

Sinking
        lower into an
                                abyss

How you made me fall to my knees
Screaming out- "Don’t do this please!"
Holding tight onto small pieces of you
But this love ain't true

What I would of done for you
I’d give you the world
But you already seem to have it
So in love with you like a drug habit it get
One more dose and I’ll be out of it

Won’t take another hit
Checking in,
Letting the pain remit.

This ******* bliss
Girl, you’re smarter than this
You know men
Only out for that thang said Lauryn

Tonight I’ll sing glory amen
Rest my head
Leave words unsaid
I was mislead
Will find myself before I’m dead

Don’t
         f
            a
               l
                 l  
                  in love

Shed it aside,
It’s only a place full of lies and unrelenting cries.
First poem shown to anyone.
September has come,
It is hers whose vitality leaps in the autumn,
Whose nature prefers
Trees without leaves and a fire in the fire-place;
So I give her this month and the next
Though the whole of my year should be hers who has rendered already
So many of its days intolerable or perplexed
But so many more so happy;
Who has left a scent on my life and left my walls
Dancing over and over with her shadow,
Whose hair is twined in all my waterfalls
And all of London lilttered with remembered kisses.

- Louis MacNeice, "Autumn Journal"
Talking to the great great grandnephew of Emily Dickinson
he quoted her poem Dear March, and added
"March is a great month!"
Oh really, I said politely
Let's talk again in April.
I want to spill my hear,but I won't.
Tell you that you have been felt, I don't.
I want you completely.
Yet your sould belongs another.
Unworthy in my eyes is he.
So these emotions remain locked up in my heart.

There is no need to understand.
To break into your atmosphere would tear me apart.
It is the fear to die once again that I can't stand.
I'd rather walk alone complete, than to walk this earth a broken man.

Just ask of me and you shall reicieve, but if not I'll stay firmly planted as your aquaintance.
Believe that I am comsumed by your essence.
My star brightens, the time you're present.
Lost in your eyes I have become.

There are those crippling emotions that make this flesh weak.

A future with you should be left at the bottom of this ocean,
Never to be seeked.
Still up
A little drunk and...
Words on the mind
I want more time
Less stress
More strenght and...
Anything i can call mine

So ponder
Plan
Plot and...
Scheme

Ill find it...
One day
One night
Till now, just a dream...
What i would give to have you back in my life.
For a smoke and a nagging lecture.
The advice still rings in my head.
Go to school,
Go to work,
Take care of your brothers,
Life isnt all about partying.
God ****** chemo! Youre way to old to be doing this ****!
All of clear as day.
I understand now.
Im sorry, at the time it just sounded like another rant.
But it stuck a little too late but it stuck.
Thank you for being there. Thank you for telling me anything.
Thank you for showing me what a real man is sappoused to be.
Hard working, humble, respectful, and a family man.
Your time came too soon. And we didt learn enough.
Looking down the hallway, knowing youll never walk out of the room.
That ill never be woken up when its time to go to work.
That im left to bleed my own raidiator, change my own oil, and change my brakes.
I got this! Thanks to you.
Dont worry wherever you are. Rest easy and let us handle what we have to now.
We didnt deserve you. But we got lucky.
Till we see eachother in the other realm .
Happy birthday grandpa!
I love you! I miss you!
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