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It never made much sense to me, to need you in the flesh.
It’s something that I never understood until you left.
Until I couldn’t take your smell to bed with me anymore.
See, different destinations hadn’t threatened me before;
and yet one mention of your name just drags me under.
I’m plummeting towards the ocean floor.
I still get overwhelmed if I allow my mind to wander; I’m still a slave to all those wretched thoughts.
And still I feel the sickness, and still I feel the aches.
And I’d be lying if I said I don’t still have my troubled days.
But I’m not scorned, because I adore you
And that would be insane.
And it should be said that I will not be stuck here waiting.
But I can't pretend that I'm not clinging onto faith
That our newly distant paths will someday cross again.
To define is to limit.

To define is to draw the blinds
in every room
and starve the budding flowers
of the light they need to bloom.

To label is to try and quantify
an entire ocean
We are not here to be statistics
we are simply here to be.

How can we be assigned
to a basic black and white
when an entire spectrum
exists inside our minds?

See we shun what we don't understand
with assumptions that we cannot prove

and we don't want to open our minds
attached to the old, afraid of the new

and we're frightened to open our hearts
even though we have nothing to lose

and there's so much that we could all learn
if we just opened our eyes to the truth.

See, if I exceed the conceptual boundaries
that exist only in your mind
would you treat me as if I'm a threat?
Would you take any time before you decide
That I'm a foreign body in your blood?
Would you try to knock me down?
Would your alarms sound?
Would it **** up your system?
Or would you allow me to stick around?
I don't want your model answers
Or your perfect mood
I want the damaged, distorted
Enchanting you
I want your ugly, your *****
Your failings too

Your beautiful flawed soul

The art in your mistakes
And the conflict in your mind
The things you want to say
With the words that you can't find
Your dark imagination
And the worlds that you create

I would gladly take it all
Lay me down, soft and slow
I take a moment to admire
Your glorious temple, so foreign to me
A whole new religion, I'm aching to learn
As you descend your body onto mine
I feel my skin melt into yours;
As we become one for the first time
We are bound, beautifully, in this moment
Your grip, so full of intention
You demand to be felt.
And I longingly surrender
As I tremble at your force;
And with every ebb and flow,
Deeper and deeper
Into the unknown
A drift; we transcend the physical realm
A union of two spirits
And they're coming home.
This is more than a moment of lust
This is not a sin
This is the closest to Nirvana
We have ever been
Hello sorrow, my old friend
It's been a while since you stopped by
I've been so rested lately
And I've missed the sleepless nights
I've been too self-accepting
And it's just become a bore
I miss the hateful monologues
And crying on the floor
I've been so ****** happy
That it's driving me insane
The sun is shining every day
When all I want is rain
All this positivity, what a life to lead
Oh sorrow, my old friend
You are a friend indeed
Does it offend you terribly
To see a girl so bold?
An undefeated smile
She wouldn't trade for solid gold
Rooted from dark histories
Of prejudice and shame
She struts with such a presence
Like the world should know her name

Does it boil your blood
To see a woman in demand?
Who doesn't care for limitations
Dictated by the man?
Doesn't need your validation,
Admiration or desire;
She treads upon a world so cold
And she will bring the fire
Daddy puffs a fire stick
and Mama doesn't like it;
she put it out so many years ago.
it was just a tiny one
of many sacrifices made;
and she bit her tongue
for longer than she'd hoped.
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