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Dec 2011 · 385
Don't
Erin Walton Dec 2011
You seem to make everything right in the world.
You make the sun shine a little bit brighter
And when we kiss,
Sometimes you set my tongue on fire.
I love the way you look at me
When we’re just laying in bed.
At that moment, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else instead.

You know how to make me smile, even when I don’t want to.
You’re so silly all the time.
Sometimes, I just don’t get you.

How come things were good,
And now they just seem old.
I never expected this to happen…
I didn’t think it could.

I really don’t want to end this,
What has happened between you and I.
It’s a bond that’s really special.
It’s something you can’t deny.

I’ve never been the one to fight
For what I knew I couldn’t have.
So I’m stepping back and waiting,
Even though I know it’s not what’s right.

Don’t leave me now,
For everything is wonderful.
I know things will be better…
But please don’t ask me how.

I feel so abandoned now.
I want to go home.
But that’s in your heart, I realize.
Without you, I’m so alone.

Please prove to me, that day,
It was never a lie.
You meant what you said
And there’s no need for me to cry.
Dec 2011 · 356
Let her go
Erin Walton Dec 2011
You leave me alone.
It’s the third time this year.
I think I should catch on by now.
I haven’t though.
I’m still persistent and hoping that you might actually change your ways.
She’s put you down in so many ways.
Continuously.
I know she doesn’t deserve you.
She leaves you when you’re with her for someone else.
Are you so blind to her lies after being with her for that long?
Is it hard to see through them?
Does she have you on a chain, not letting you leave when you desire something better, so much?
Would it pain you to leave just once, to see what else is out there for you?
Cause once you leave, everything you’ve known slowly fades away.

Let it go…
Dec 2011 · 542
Liar
Erin Walton Dec 2011
I’ll be okay…
Is that what you want me to say?
I keep rereading your words
Hoping to find something hidden.
I want to know everything,
But you can’t tell me anything.
Everything you’ve told me
Has just been contradicted in the most serious way.
I can’t even look you straight in the face.
There are no words that I can say.
Not only did you lie once,
But you did it multiple times.
For the rest of my life, I’m going to constantly be wondering
If you’re willing to trade your happiness for mine.
Every night I try to fall asleep.
I want to drift off as fast as I can,
Because when I’m asleep, I no longer feel the pain.
I have nightmares that make me toss, turn and cry.
But nothing compares to the feeling when I’m awake,
When all I want to do is die.
Nov 2011 · 544
Trash Can
Erin Walton Nov 2011
I am an artist,
an architect.
I sculpt my trash into art,
but every Tuesday I fail.
A big box on wheels takes my work
and puts it in a giant pale.
I wish I knew what his name was,
and if he's done anything creative in the past 6 days.
He'd probably take the credit for my work.

My sculptures are like life for some people:
Wasted and unnoticed.

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