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g Apr 2017
i finally understood
why they gave hurricane names
like how you'd
name a pet

you came and wreck
everything in my life
one at a time
sometimes all at once

you made it hard
for me to open up
to people i barely know
or have tried to know

but you're not
the one to blame
it was me
and all me

you're not a person
you're the anxiety
i let loose
inside of me.
g Feb 2017
you are a thunderstorm;
when anger crackles beneath
and your veins pop

you are a thunderstorm;
when laughter bubbles out
together with a cheshire-like grin

you are a thunderstorm;
when tears pour out
with choppy breathing

you are a thunderstorm;
when in his arms
and when not

you are a thunderstorm;
cold and electrifying,
but beautiful.
g Sep 2016
some people
just can't be saved
and
some people
don't want to be saved

only after multiple tries
did i realise
you were one of them

metaphorically
it would seem as though
i was your lifebuoy
trying to keep you afloat
whilst you are sinking
due to the ankle weight
labelled "your past"
ignoring the fact that
the key to release the ankle weight
was in your palm
since the beginning

*and you continue to struggle in the deep waters
one of these days, you'd sink so fast that i cannot even save you anymore. and this, this is what upsets me.
g Aug 2016
he's never going to
look at you
the way
he looks at her

he's never going to
love you
the way
he loves her

he's never going to
accept you
the way
he accepts her

but you're still going to try
your very best
to get his attention
because you're falling

*and you don't even know
LOL
g Jun 2016
as she thrashes
about in her bed
confined to the prison
in her mind
she attempts positivity
starting each morning
telling herself
that
better days are coming

oh what fat hopes
oh what false hopes
oh how silly you are
to believe this too
*will pass
g Dec 2015
of them all
you were the one
I least expected
to stab me
with a piece of my own heart
how foolish
g Dec 2014
almost like a bullet train
in the blink of an eye
you were gone
and i was still
frantically
grasping onto
the thin air
where the smell
of your cologne
that i live on
lingers
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