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You use too many big words
You say inevitable too often
You are addicted to nicotine
Smoke cigarettes too frequently
You drink too much when you do
And when you do,
You're a mess
I know all of this
But I want to know your secrets,
Your fears,
Your nightmares,
Your happiness,
I want to know it all
I just don't know to ask
Or how to find words big enough to make up for the courage I lack
Maybe a better vocabulary could suffice for the pride I do not have
My interest in you has always been inevitable and I don't mind it
I stopped smoking weeks ago and I've never needed to
But I keep a pack for when and if I need to feel burning sensation
I only drink on rare occasion
And when I do it is never more than a glass
I am not reckless and
I am not a lot like you but I like you
I like your habits
Both good as well as bad
And I want to be one of them.
 Feb 2015 Julie Butler
Nate W
yes
sometimes it's all you need
I saw you
then
I adored you
then
I loved you
then
I missed you
then
I yearned for you
And now
I'm scared
because
I feel like
I'm starting
to hate you
:'(
 Feb 2015 Julie Butler
M
3w
 Feb 2015 Julie Butler
M
3w
you're ruining me
the last i ever closed my eyes i saw too many things
it seemed as though my tendencies were turning into rings
and as i spun on each of them i thought i disappeared
but what i wasn't grasping was i gave into my fears
there's nothing like a wand'ring mind to keep you half unsure
to take you into places you may never know you were  
so if it looks familiar - a face, a scene, a sound
forget what you remember get your head to turn around
remember or forget it
i used to write your name
on everything i said & saw
embraced the taste of
pulchritude i never knew at all
but just before the winter
blew its chills along my spine
i realized the truth was
never present in your eyes
so let this be the last
i ever say your name aloud
you'll live inside the
memories i'll send into the clouds
and time will put its seal
upon our broken heavy parts
i am not here for anything
i'm not here for your *heart
title and inspiration taken from Julia Stone's, "Maybe"
 Jan 2015 Julie Butler
nivek
she dances with poets
as they both sing

the music is getting louder
brought from deep silences

the other worldly
beats in their hearts

no time for emotion
the dance is too powerful
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