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Jules Dec 2013
what a simple word in a not so simple world
perhaps lying beneath are a deep flood of
passions, memories, words,
drowning and drowning and drowning in
questions that will never have answers.

a question of care
a return to an apology
a comfort to a cry
a surrender to a fight
a reassurance of a beautiful end…

but what people don’t know
is that behind every ‘okay’
are a thousand words
that are never,
and will never
be said…
Jules Dec 2013
But now you realize,
that it’s above the surface,
up high on a bridge,
in a barren blue sky,
that you can’t breathe.
Jules Dec 2013
You’re burning bridges you don’t even know exist.
Bridges holding you up from a past you’re trying to escape from.
But why now are your feet dangling over the edge?
Why are you looking back down?
I know it’s a mess of faces, and memories, and tears,  
of laughs, and fights, and cries, and fears.
But dipped in a poison they drown and drown.
And this time if you jump,
there’s no going back.
Jules Dec 2013
My love give me your wall and let me build a door,
You smile and kiss me, but my love I want more.

Please don’t be afraid my love we can take it slow,
My love give me your heart and I will never let go.

I know your afraid my love but just take my hand,
I know it’s scary my love, but let me show you this land.

My love, give me your heart and I’ll give you mine,
And I promise I will love you until the end of time.
Jules Dec 2013
Perhaps if God turned the world upside down,
people might finally see how my drowning is the sky
and how my living is the sea.
Perhaps if God put air in the water.
and water in the sky,
people might finally understand
why striking a match is not to die
but to burn the realness that
terrifies me the most.
How can you be meant for a world,
where you can live where others would die,
and would die where others can live.
Jules Dec 2013
somewhere out there is the town of people who’ve left me,
the town turned to city turned to clouds in the sea.
like a race you are losing watching people pass you by,
like a storm you are sinking while other’s start to fly.
the hole inside grows like a puddle in cold rain,
with deep layers of secrets lined with hot pain.
an agony born from the very first breath,
unaware that it was the first kiss of death.
brick by brick you lay your walls,
intention for protection
but you slowly start to fall.
the snow on the outside melts into fire,
because your frozen fear can’t bury desires.
the desire to be irresistibly loved is true,
to have someone look at you like their whole world is you.
but every day, every night,
lost in blind sight,
you pray to dear god,
‘I’ll do what you say.’
just please oh please spare me this day,
come into my kingdom and block their way,
anything oh anything just for them to stay.

— The End —