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 Oct 2012 Hallie Bear
Helen
painted some pictures
colored my hair
spoke to my reflection
that didn't know I was there

counted the hours
we were apart

added the hours
you owned my heart

minus the minutes
that didn't start

added two and a half

discovering the cuckoo clock
had only one laugh

spent an lifetime beneath
a hot shower spray
where sins are washed away
and it's okay
to pray
removed excess body hair
cleansed what I wanted to keep
washed every inch
of my skin
pretended the tears
that stung like whips
was an ocean spray
and not the life
that I weep

crawled into bed
smelling of cotton candy
and living sin
musk in midnight darkness
mixed as a dry tonic and gin
to find empty sheets
on the other side of the divide
even my memories
could not decide
if such a routine
in a forgotten maze
can survive such days
I stand here and watch you walk away,
I want you to turn around and tell me you'll stay
But you won't. No, you won't.

It hurts me so much to watch you leave,
I wish I could somehow make you see
But I can't. No, I can't.

You always wanna run, and never wanna stay
Do you feel accomplished as you walk away?
I don't want you to go, but you won't change your mind
So, go ahead and run, just promise me you'll say goodbye

I stand here and watch you drive away,
I want you to stop the car and come back to me
But you're gone. Yeah, you're gone.

I'm trying to keep myself from crying,
Cause I know I really lost you this time
I did. You know, I did.

You always wanna run, and never wanna stay
Do you feel accomplished as you walk away?
I don't want you to go, but you won't change your mind
So, go ahead and run, just promise me you'll say goodbye

Goodbye.
This poem was made into a song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lk6HzZxaHN4
 Oct 2012 Hallie Bear
Overwhelmed
she would hug me
when all the anger and sadness
and depression got too much
and in a moment of final weakness
I would cry tears as
my way of praying
and she would come, like a god,
and take me into her arms
whispering to me, cooing me,
telling me that all was forgiven,
all would be okay, and,
eventually, once the shudders
had stopped but the tears were
still wet on my face I would
raise my head and  look
into her beautiful eyes
and she would smile then
and kiss me with her soft lips
and it was only then that I knew
how to forgive myself, to forgive
god, forgive the universe, and
move on, holding her hand
until I could run free again
and go and get my heart hurt
all over again
54

If I should die,
And you should live—
And time should gurgle on—
And morn should beam—
And noon should burn—
As it has usual done—
If Birds should build as early
And Bees as bustling go—
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
’Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie—
That Commerce will continue—
And Trades as briskly fly—
It makes the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene—
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene!
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