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 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Anastasia
Maybe
 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Anastasia
What, if I may ask, is happiness?

I think, perhaps, that it is not being alone

Being loved

Having someone beside you

Just maybe
You were nothing more
than a temporary fix,
a rubber band wrapped
around a pair of broken sticks.

You meant absolutely
nothing to him or his friends,
and it’s time you stop
crying over the inevitable end.

Stop dreaming about
the drives, dances, and kisses.
Because, trust me,
you’re the last thing he misses.

You deserved better
than how things happened.
Next time you jump in the dating game,
just make sure your seatbelt is fastened.
All there's left to do is stand back up, wipe your face, raise that chin, and act like everything is okay.
The sun shines on my emotions,
Having gone through your dark tribulations,
Everything meaningful became useless,
But it all made sense, this avoidable mess.
 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Anna
Sometimes, the best thing to do
when you have been hurt
is to set your past on fire,
and watch it burn.
 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Anna
All of the men in her life
have ripped her to pieces
and taken her innocence away
smashing it into shreds in front of her.
These things will never mean anything
to her anymore,
because now she has a king
that has given her a kingdom
and that is all that matters.
 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Anastasia
She was made
of gold
and marble
and she stood
above
the water.
A boy of stone
less looked at
stood hidden
behind
the ivy.
Forgotten
by most
he loved
the girl
made
of gold
and marble.
He
loved her
she
loved him
and they whispered
their love
in the night.
what do you think?
 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Grace E
I don’t know where I fell out of love.
I don’t know if I ever fell into it, fully.
I don’t know if I was just comfortable.
I don’t know if it’s just that I knew I’d be taken care of.
I don’t know if I cheated myself out of true love.
Or if this IS true love...
I don’t know how I can be so blithe about it all.
After all the bitterness that has built up and sunk into my heart towards you.
I don’t know when I fell out of love.
Or if I am in love.
Or if I ever was.
Or if I am in indifference veiled with a coat of emotional dependency.
I don’t know if this is love.
I don’t know.
 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Grace E
Camping
 Aug 2019 Jason Myr
Grace E
Deep beneath the pines and firs
Looming in darkness, a mountains soul
Where the eagles make their roost
And the foxes dig their holes
A fire crackles to keep us warm
A blaze standing tall and bright
The forests darkness dims
And flees on the wings of firelight
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