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 Jul 2013 Hannah Adair
Vagabond
When I breathe you in
     -that's when I love you-
something comes over me,
unlike any other feeling
that comes with a sense.

I am powerless beneath you,
                                        do you know this?
You control me with nothing.
                      How do you do this?

I'm yours...

...but what is that feeling
when someone takes you by surprise
and leaves you
wrecked?

I'd like to know.
A.S.K.
 Jul 2013 Hannah Adair
Jay Bryant
The sun is setting
While she is sitting beside me
Lonely, wishing I was with her
"I'm with you" I reassure her
Tho, these doubts never leave her
She screams at me but doesn’t speak
So clear I hear the things she saying


Naive to this game she's playing
My heart listens with no delaying
She bills her pain to my heart
Giving me the agony left behind
It hurts, but i grunt and set it aside.
I constantly sallow my pride
Trying to be the man i have to be
To keep her beside me
Tho, in reality she's left me
Not buying back her love from me
Merely, keeping my heart
I can still feel it on the ground


I'm no longer looking, to play these games
So I'm searching to find a way
To keep your name out of my brain.
Hoping to inculcate freedom or immunity
From this disease, this virus, this infection
Tho, the cure is far from perfection
So I make supplication for protection
From this thing that is pure deception
Because I am not with her nor she with me
The reassurance I assured her with was a myth
Suppression claws at my back, I suppress that fact
Only to cope and avoid the depression that is you
You left me, So in succession I should leave you
Tho, you have my heart so I find that hard to do
 Jul 2013 Hannah Adair
Nicole
I heard the buzz of the phone on my desk,
While I lay in bed but can't resist the urge to check;
Thought it'd be my mom or my friend again,
Even after having goodnights sent.
Should have known it'd be you,
So out of the blue.
I read your words so bright in the dark,
And tonight that's all they are:
Words, words, and empty somethings.
Not tonight sweetheart, it's worth about nothing.
Because if you're going to add fuel to the flames,
In the end don't expect not to feel the pain.
When the fire turns back on you, it's yours
Because I won't take your burns anymore.
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