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Haley Valentine Feb 2011
Because you were mine
I walked the line
The line that you Drew
I followed all your rules

I accepted all of you
Our differences, your flaws
Something I never got in return
I didn't notice, because of you

I accepted your faith
Embraced it and your friends
You hated mine
Suggested I leave it behind

And all those things swept under the rug
That only you and I know
I did those too
Because you'd dreamed I would

I left behind a dream of mine
Because your friends were waiting
I had fun, I did
Was it because you said I would?

And the day you decided to give up
Let me do all the work
Yours was a "reasonable cause"
I relaxed, because I had to trust you

And if I still cursed
You know what I'd say
But I gave that up too
Because you asked me to

Because you were mine
I never saw these as unfair
I let you bring my faults to light
Now how does it feel, lover?
Written 2/23/2010
Haley Valentine Feb 2011
Pure white, lazily it falls
Casting shadows on its brethren
Muffling any sound, any echo
Silencing my footsteps

I leave an impression for a time
Just like my stay on this earth
Sharp for now, lasting after I leave
But I know by morning
My footprints will be gone
Written 2/9/2010
Haley Valentine Feb 2011
Papers line the walls
Books line the shelves
Instruments I'd delivered
Stand by themselves

Pens & papers from the desk
Lie scattered on the floor
You look me in the eye
As you move to close the door

I feel your hands on my back
Flow like water down my waist
I turn, my hands on your chest
To see in your eyes a look of haste

Clothes, still warm, on the floor
Lying on the desk without a breath
I hesitate to touch you
Knowing this is the first of many deaths

Your practiced hands touch me
Amble from my shoulders to my thighs
Slide so gently between them
I let out the first of many sighs

You come ever so close
Your breath hot on my skin
My heart beats in places unknown
When, suddenly, you're in

In this moment, not you or I
Are with the one we're supposed to be
That lying one in the corner
He tempted you and me

You move inside me, it's all I can do
Not to cry out from this
Pain, pleasure, shame, joy
Instead I give you our first and last kiss

Your hands are electric on my body
It almost covers up the shame
Your lips move, you whisper
A song that is my name

Your name comes, burns like fire
From my throat to my lips
We give in to our passions
Though neither of us can commit

Together we sigh
And one becomes two
We dress in silence
Again I look at you

Behind me I reach for the door
Wondering how this lie I will feign
When once more your eyes pierce mine, saying
"Haley, we must do this again."
Written 10/13/2009
Haley Valentine Feb 2011
I dropped the golden robes lined with lead
Upon hearing words I'd never read
Since finding Him these things I've learned
Things for which I used to yearn

When tears are streaming down your face
Know that your sins have been erased
When you're so lost that you can't speak
Fall into His love so deep

When your hands are red and raw and sore
Out from you God's love has poured
When it seems nothing can go wrong
He will join in your joyful song

When there's no one you can turn to
Know that He will never leave you
And when you leave this life behind
You'll find the Maker of All Mankind

My path is now so light and fair
The weight of sin I no longer bear
His love is mine; He paid the price
I gave up religion to follow Christ
Written 9/1/2009
Haley Valentine Feb 2011
Shot and bleeding I was found lying on the pavement
As I watched his ****** footprints walk away
Pinned to the ground by Cupid's deadly arrow
Blood pooling faster with every breath

I laid in this state for quite a while
Swollen eyes searching, ****** hands grasping
For a heart that was not bleeding
For a hand that was not shaking

Quietly you laid down beside me
Pointed to the worn arrow in your chest
Your eyes searched for a way to save me
My eyes cast shadows of doubt

It must have been when I looked away
My backstabbing hands took out your knife
Or your idealistic hands painted over the wound
And suddenly you were healed

I looked down to my own arrow
Irregularly spitting blood, still throbbing
And let out a sigh of self pity
Why could I fix him, and not he me?

As I realized a heart too battered
Incapable and not ready to love
Fluttered weakly in my chest
I reached again for my bow and quiver

With tearful eyes you watched me get to my feet
Lined up in my sights, you whispered "Why?"
I closed my eyes, let out the arrow and a sigh
And heard you fall

Clutching my bleeding heart, I walked away
Tried not to hear you gasp and call my name
My ****** footprints left you behind
And I let the cycle begin again
Written 5/4/2009
Haley Valentine Feb 2011
Defeated mass of mangled limbs
Blood spreading on the floor
Tiny eyes forever unseeing
****** footprints to a white door

One hand on a Bible, a promise, a vow
Full lips promising lies
Claiming to do away with corruption
Voice falters, America's demise

Petroleum and sand, flames in the sky
Gunfire, explosions: the tenth crusade
Thousands lost, at first we begged
Now no one dares sing his acolades

Winter air hardens his breath
Does nothing to help a hardened heart
Most would say a gift, a miracle
A punishment you say, a life not allowed to start
Written 1/20/2009
Haley Valentine Feb 2011
Your smell is fading from your jacket
My ears lose the sound of your voice
My lips, alone, quiver for your touch
My hands turn blue in the biting cold

A few steps out of my life, you are
And already I'm walking backwards
In fantasy I crawl back into my hole
And the show tonight I see, none but fiction

My hand is less than existant, to him
Still, in my mind's eye, he holds it
He is a comfort, our pain is one, same
I smile as I say it, but my broken heart bleeds

A vase, knocked by a careless hand
I wish  my heart was fixed as easily
Shaking hands, superglue, whole again
So many scars, though so much less pain

As tightly as to a lifeline, I cling
To hopes and dreams false, now lost
Nothing is unfair as life
Except, maybe, an unanswered question

Concentration is all but gone in me
Any resemblance, any thought
At sight or sound another bruise blooms
Nothing holds as much poison as your name
Written 12/3/2008
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