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have finally decided
that i am letting go
i've just enough volition
remaining in my soul
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cannot continue living
as though i need to stay
collect the shoes i wore here
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it's time to walk away
you're where you want to be
to grow apart and walk away
or tell you what I did today
my head is hot, my heart is light
so take a match and make it right
if there's a flame, a flicker still
I'll blow it out and wait until
the smoke is gone to look for you
and if you're there I'll start to move
remain the way we are and see
I'm what is you, you're what is me
and even though we'll never have
a road to run to take us back
the fear that was has ceased to live
and out of death comes I forgive
to love you once is all wish
to make it home, my hope is this
my mother once told me hope is the last to die
I think about the words that have been moving with the time
Directly intersecting at the center of our minds
To know that we as people will be couriers for life
Could have us feel a burden we would rather not invite
And that's when something happens to the rest of all the world
When sleep becomes elusive in the eyes of boys and girls
And just because they're open and the pupils are intact
Does not mean they are learning how to properly react
The fight to have a voice should not put blood upon our hands
And if you stop to listen you'll begin to understand
The universe's song does not belong to anyone
But if we sing together then our work here will be done
uniā€¢verse
you talk about wanting to be without us
and cut me to pieces like nobody does
i won't be defended by anyone here
i've learned to accept to them nothing is dear
and all of the past likes to conjure itself
to hide in the body of everyone else
i cannot be bothered to know what they'll say
they change with the seasons, they change with the day
so why should i focus on judgmental words
when i can grow wings by the wisdom of birds
admire and watch the whole world from above
and come down when there is a shortage of love
reminded by evil and moved to restore
i lived like you once but cannot anymore
where there is nothing sacred, there is nothing alive
 Apr 2015 Julie Butler
Massi Lee
Stained on my arms as I lay along you. Thoughts fought their way into my mouth. And now out upon you. Fingers clench my face, I forget you. I've held thousands of maps  for you, they have endured the long before, the once was truth
 Apr 2015 Julie Butler
Massi Lee
It is the necessary evil. You me and the sun, i'll push my fingers into your scars. make you feel them more. Burn up like we already know what we are becoming. However, numb we have been so far.
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