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 Feb 2015 Erika Soerensen
Mikaila
Until you left this time
I believed you kind.
I could find a way
To absolve you of your sins, every one,
Even those that burned me.
And you searched,
Like they all do,
For something to mar you in my eyes.
Something I could not save you from.
Something I could not turn away from.
You found it.
I cannot lift this from you. I cannot bury it in good intentions. I cannot find a shred of hope
That perhaps you just didn't know you were hurting me.
This time, you found it.
Congratulations, I see you differently.
But
If you hoped that this would knock you from your pedestal
Into the dirt
You were wrong, darling.
I still see you as divine,
For there is nothing in this world more powerful
Than something which can be cruel
And still be loved.
she screamed for over six hours
in between the pushing strains
she cried out to higher powers
but she wouldn't trade these labor pains

she gave birth to a healthy boy
she saw the world within his eyes
so happy with her bundle of joy
he was worth all of her cries

she loved him with every breath
he was her shining light
she held him with a soft caress
she wouldn't let him leave her sight

16 years down the road...

something inside him had changed
he was distant, senses dulled
the close bond was now estranged
the loving mother's hands still pulled

"i hate you! never touch me!"
"i never want to see your face again"
he stormed out and slammed the door
the labor pains will never end
Don’t text me when you’re drunk
Don’t even say my name when you’re high
Don’t think about me when you’re with her
Don’t reduce my worth to that

I haven't heard from you in a while
I haven't pulled out your picture and looked at it in ages
I haven't written poetry about you in a long time
I haven't been missing you

You used to be more interested in books than Ecstasy
You used to swear for no reason less
You used to be kinder
You used to be what you aren't anymore

I secretly hope you've looked at my picture once or twice
I secretly hope you'll text me again one day
I secretly hope you miss me just a little bit
I secretly hope that if you ever decide to "miss me" again I have the strength and courage to say "That's nice."

not "I miss you too"
I need a distraction, but I need that distraction to be something new, and something alive, and preferably something with a cellphone and no girlfriend.
I feel like that's the only way to forget him.
I think about you
in my sleep
and knowing
that your
not by me.
I wish in my
sleepless dreams
I wish
I know my crush
wouldn't come true
but just keep
wishing...
This was dedicated to mate she had a crush it didn't turn right...
So there's this girl
She's beautiful
Like the moon glistening off the ocean
On a starry night
But she doesn't know who I am
I hope
Someday
I can meet her in person
I wish
I wish
...I wish
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