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maybe love is to watch a thousand winters pass, and still stand by his side because you know he's made of spring
©rainecooper
**** me,
or,

watch my paranoid body,
flip the **** out,

watch my insides eat at each other,
as they try to snack on the out,

Picture my arms really bleeding out,
filling the room,

both,
me and you,

drown,
in my shame and fear,

I wish for my life to end,
you wanting my charade to come full circle and stop,

and I'll stop.
give you a twitch,

death stare,
till I collapse into myself,

and cry,
and cry,

as my tears flow to the bottom,
because everyone knows,

bloods thicker than water,
and I hate my one reason to live,

you,
for not helping me die,

for not killing me,
and I scream at you,

like you know what to do,
when I don't either,

when all I did,
was try to live,

and nothing good,
has came from it,
this is over a year old, its about one of my friends, and how he described me to me *in text* and it made me cry that he felt that way, about me, then he had to start taking med due to a medication shortly after and they made him very unhappy and other things, I almost lost him and I wrote this in that class while getting all his messages, thinking I was going to lose him when he got home if I didn't do something, so I did and everything was fine. I cant believe I forgot I wrote this.
Sometimes less
Is simply more
When you're fighting
A loosing War

Maybe then
The casualties
Don't have to be
So heavy
& now I know we share Oscar Peterson in common
I want to love you all the more,
till the world ends
Let our beloved rain fall
Let our days howl of our Ginsberg
Plath, Eliot & Dylan
& others, more obscure
Let us buy that Edward Hopper
we both love
& let us sleep in your car
out on the Yorkshire Moors
You're the milk in my coffee
Let me be the billboard
you advertize our love on
lets be breathless metaphors
of each other
the quotation marks
around each others words
high on the ******* of stars
& always read
each others poems
drag each other to open mics
& drink too much
let's make Cupid jealous
of the fiery arrows
we use to stab
one another
if it doesn't work out
& make the Angels
jealous of our heaven
if it does
lets be a restless breeze
that blows
through the world
& stirs each leaf
with our words
lets just be us
fellow hermit
fellow poet
Soulmate
that's
the word
 Jul 2015 Frida Virrueta
ceara
The clouds threw down
three veils of rain, married the sea
made witnesses out of you and me
and later I, in the silent room
said nothing,
and sat and stared
at the bowl at the top of the dresser
thinking of her hands,  in flour, 
the regular comfort of her bread.
 Jul 2015 Frida Virrueta
tranquil
.
 Jul 2015 Frida Virrueta
tranquil
.
People who fight
their battles alone
either lose the battle
or lose themselves.
 Jun 2015 Frida Virrueta
Alisha
What was once a blissful flow of pitches and harmonies
spilling from tangled white wires and into my ears
became a flow of sorrow and tears,
spilling from my eyes and strolling down my cheeks
as the song and the memory joined hands
and became one,
refusing to separate
no matter how hard I tried to rip their intertwined fingers apart
You were what i like to call
the original high

You were the one that knew
How to make me reach the endless sky
The one I needed in me
to get by

The high with you as the drug
But you then became the worst  

They said ****** was bad for you
But they clearly never had a dose of you
They had studied ******, coke, and ****
But they had never studied you
And your toxic love
Yeah, the same one that I believed
Was sent from above

You were deadly  
And I was,
I was high on you
And your love
was cutting me like a knife
not knowing I was playing Russian roulette
with my life

Because no one had ever told me
I could feel the high without the drug
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