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I never expected to fall back in.
I suppose jumping is the real word, because I've always been a headfirst without thinking kind of girl.
I've always called it fearless, the words forever tattooed into my ribs, scar tissue raising so that his hands graze it when they touch me,
But oh dear God am I terrified as I make room for my things in his closet
Take a breath and store my makeup under his sink.
This is the first time in forever I can say that I wish I wasn't jumping headfirst.
I am frightened I am falling, forever the fearless female
Now a pile of lovesick mess on the living room floor I share.
To those out there fighting for us now,
To those out there who've fought for us,
To those out there who have died for us,
To those out there who have cared for us,
I thank you,
as I'm sure we all do.
Don't believe that you're unloved,
Under appreciated.
You're not.
Not now, not ever.
Keep marching on and know that when you march,
We march with you.
A late Veterans day Poem dedicated to our fellow brothers, sons, husbands, wives, and sisters out there who can't be here with us now, and to those who have fought for us. Thank You
Your Heart;
Your heart circulates more than the blood it supposedly pumps.
No wonder you're so cold.
Around it goes, until it's lodged itself in your skull;
Right between thoughts of her and you.
Mine
Where is it?
I hear it beat loudly somewhere in my chest.
"Get out"
It's been so long since I've even heard it.
Is this what I've been missing out on?
I suppose it's better than what I'm missing now.
The Magic Of The Moonlight

A love poem
By
Jude  Kyrie

*Sometimes
when the moonlight
is in full bloom.
And blossoms send
their heady fragrance
into our bedroom window.
Filling the air with
whispered songs of hope.
I lie next to you
and the magic
of the moonlight
falls over me.
It changes the way I feel.
My voice is soft and loving
It does not sound like me.
It makes me say
dumb stupid things
that I would never say
in the light of day.
Like I love you
so much honey.
You are the most beautiful
thing I have in my life.
And the Gods
were smiling on me
the day you became mine.
It makes me soft and gentle
I want to caress your skin
like a down feather.
To drown in the
beautiful softness of you.
To hold onto you so tight
like we are on the edge
of a raging volcano.
And if we let go of each other
we will fall into its flames.
It stays like that
until  the last
shadows of moonlight
fade into the dawns light.
And the magic moonlight
flies away on gossemer wings
back to the
wise old lovers moon.
 Nov 2015 hannah elizabeth rea
Z
I let my brain be our playlist and unfortunately, you were my most played song.
 Nov 2015 hannah elizabeth rea
M
I told you my heart was my most valuable possession
so you stole it, broke it,
and now I'm pretty sure it's worthless.
thought this was a cool theme. thought of it today. No blame is directed because I understand that there's a reason for everything- so this isn't supposed to be accusatory as if it was on purpose. Because I know it wasn't on purpose. Nor is this about strictly romantic love.
While you were gone, life moved on. I woke up and had time to think. The clouds of emotion that confused my mind began to clear and I had time to realize what I wanted. At first I felt confusion and pain, but through it I saw a clear vision. I know that you have a path to follow and I have one too. I missed you beside me in the morning, but I was able to cope. I enjoyed hearing from you but I needed the time. I know what I want now and I am finally sure. While you were gone I found out that my life is with you. For better or worse, that is where I will be. What ever road you take you can take it with me. I just needed time to realize I was in love. While you were gone that was time enough.
I said your name
When he was on top of me
Inside of me
His breath on my neck
Fingers tugging at my hair
His chest heaving against my back
The creaking
Of his bed
Kept him from hearing
When you left, I wanted to **** myself. Thing is *you already had killed me.
Its been three ******* weeks
I miss you why cant we at least be friends ****
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