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 Feb 2013 alexandra
Hank Dorsch
Run
 Feb 2013 alexandra
Hank Dorsch
Run
Times wasted never show to the outside world,
But it's in a whirl to me.
The twisting confines of my mind
Just tangle up more as I look to find
Whatever is unsearchable, unchangeable.
Unified disgust entraps. Fall leaves crack.
And I can’t help but look back.
And question the answers,
While they answer the questions.

Fools to the autumn sun
But I can look past the fun
Replace it.
Replace it.
I turn and run.
Your satellite couldn't save us-
the burn from the radiation
leaves us stinging
like wounded soldiers
from a world war,
a battle
between
you
and
your
satellite.

A battle of miscommunication
lost in translation while hoping
for things to be right-

You're a
lost astronaut
in the night
looking for a reason
for flight
blaming things
that don't feel right
while disappearing from sight-
You're a broken satellite.
Unfortunately it did not last and all was brought to an end. I did the things I did before I was deep within.
In love with you this is true but you were not with me, so I was left out in the dark to discover infidelity.

This is that story:
Pulling away from me he did and I did not know what to do. I tried and tried and tried but could not get through.
A wall so strong nothing could ever penetrate it, not even the truth from my mouth that I could save myself from it.
The "it" I speak of was the actions I took to feel complete knowing deep down they were all temporary.The thought of another caressing my body was there but soon after I took action and became ensnared.
My heart desires were so unfulfilled and I could not understand train of thoughts or if they were even real.
His hand grabbed me close and my eyes lit up like fire for the flesh I was giving was to burn up with desire.
Naked I was on top of another man while mine lie asleep just in the next room unaware of selfish cans.
I can do this and not feel bad because of our constant bickering but that was false and the body became tainted my hands were so sticky. Sticky with the guilt that I let another defile me the way that you use to do, only it was right because you were mine and I belonged to you. Where did we go wrong this I do not know but the flesh is speaking and the bed is squeaking so please just let me go. Let me go be with the ones that do want me. The many hands that graze my chest and grab my **** is countless to the naked eye but the naked body remembers the input of those whom were let in and some how I choose to die. Die a little inside for this is all new to me, to cheat on the man I love with more than one company. And now you have moved on and my heart is broken in two for it was you whom held it all along now i don't know what to do.

I disrespected and betrayed your trust but you played your part too so I say this last line in the remembrance of you.
I forgive you and I forgive myself for a grudge is not healthy whenever you realize the power of lust only then will you see.

Blessed be.
 Feb 2013 alexandra
Mason Hollows
If I could sing, I would serenade you every night.
If I were a poet, I would write you a poem everyday.
If I were rich, I would buy you anything you wanted.
But I have none of these, I can only love you.

— The End —