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Laying under the stars
but I cant see them
Hold the sun in my eyes
but I don't show it
Hold the universe in my soul
but I don't unlock it
 Jul 2013 Hannah Bassett
JM Romig
Man, I'm just like so totally, like -
you know what I mean, man?
Like, everything is like, just so....
Ya'know man?
And everyone else is like,
Totally just like -
PSHHHH-
ya know what I mean man?
You know what I mean.
 Jun 2013 Hannah Bassett
avery
Every night
When we're whispering in bed
You get sleepy
And ask if I don't mind you drifting off
And I know you'd stay up if I said I did

And every night
When I say I don't mind
You say goodnight
And call me your prince
Then I say sweet dreams and hold your hand

Every morning
I wake up
Kiss your head and make you coffee
And you wake up to me saying "I love you"
Then you drag me into the kitchen where we make breakfast

And every morning
I make a mess of our ingredients
Because I'm distracted by your eyes and I'm a terrible cook
And you laugh at me, then burn the scrambled eggs
And I still love you anyway

Even though the eggs are my favorite
 Jun 2013 Hannah Bassett
Helen
you are

my emotion
my devotion
the gentle rocking motion
in the middle of my ocean

my little lie
my breathy sigh
I can't deny
you are my
every high

you are

my ever after
my disaster
rocking the rafter
with your smoky laughter

my *Inspiration

my Hesitation
my Indecision
my Exhalation

you are

an unrepentant rake
the last I take
my first mistake
the only one I make

you are my

Lighthouse in the dark
shady tree inside the park
blending when things are stark
clarity with a soft remark

you are

my Muse that never keeps
my Angel that never sleeps
the pounding heart that beats
to the rhythm of the other heart
it keeps

you are

my Resistance
that goes the distance
with an insistence
the core of my existence

you are

my second chance
for true romance
in a cosmic expanse
you are my First Dance

my warmth when I am cold
my story left untold
my grey hair when I'm old
my present to unfold

You make my heart sing
caressing each and every string
with the joy you bring

*
you are my everything
n lungs, growing
up, wrapping around
knotting with nerves,
veins reaching
for the rest of me.

pulling me apart.

inside I am old
ancient, crumbling
building with shattered
stained glass windows
bursting panes, bats
in my eaves, dust clinging
to surfaces stirred
with breezes rattling
around my bones.

beautiful.
It is increasing.
Pain. Physical. Mental.
Should I regret it?
Recently I've noticed
Out of all my friends
I'm liked the least
And ignored the most
By the opposite ***
Recently I've wondered
Why
And I have concluded
That I am
**The Ugly Friend
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