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Hana Gabrielle Jul 2013
Kind of like
when the flames licked up
what I called home,
And every blink
came with a prayer
of waking up,
just the same
I still haven't.
the last time I saw you
my heart red like embers
like your eyes,
and they met mine so empty.
I think back to the past two decembers
wanting and then
having you,
and next
you're just one more person I've hurt
to remember,
left in my chain of
avoidable destruction.
resuscitate
your flashing glances
into sounds that say
you forgive me,
but wishful thinking
is the root of heartbreak
I really don't need
another.
Hana Gabrielle Jul 2013
I
there are aspects
of myself
that I can be convinced
are beautiful
it is my self
as a whole
that drives me further
into loathing.
Hana Gabrielle Jul 2013
daydreams and
shallow company
(your small talk
means so much to me)
Hana Gabrielle Jul 2013
I can promise you
second hand nicotine and
so many muddy metaphors and
every ounce of poetic nonsense
you've always wished for
I can promise you
tangerines, sticky kisses
and little glances
that will swell your heart
with something that could only be
special
I can promise you
that it won't be
I can promise you
that I'll run
I can promise you
that you should take these promises
and
run faster
Hana Gabrielle Jul 2013
surprise me
with outstanding empathy
with passionate
thirsty curiosity
outstretched hands
and eye contact
that doesn't seem so
v a c a n t
Hana Gabrielle Jul 2013
take what you will
we all choose our poison(s)
we've only got time
(and ourselves) to ****,
so don't overcalculate
the moments
that we're given
Hana Gabrielle Jul 2013
can you see the future
or I suppose a future
is what I'm getting at,
but I'm asking so much more
than that
I know what you have to say
and I don't want to hear it
in the first place

self harm
can pass undetected
as simply existing
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