Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
charles Aug 2020
a morning moon clings to night,

holding on to one more time.

disregard the blinding light,

love me on this other side.

hold me while my fingers try,

to find just where your soul had died.
charles Aug 2020
i never would have changed,

left your trust in chains,

your pain will never leave me sane.

if the world was mine to change,

you would never hear my name.

I'd trade your love for all my pain.

I'd spare your tears to feel okay.
charles Aug 2020
i don't remember,

half the things i should.

can't find your voice,

every first time.

the painful thought of just trying.

to hold us together,

to see you fly away.

maybe it was meant to be,

maybe it was time.

a feeling unforgotten for all my life.

the loss will always be a sign.
charles Aug 2020
distract me from the stars,

sharpie the moon,

bury my soul inside this room.

the sheets are gone,

you would cringe at the floor,

i could count on both hands,

each time i have opened my door.

infinite are the slowest moments,

that i wish i was still yours.
Sometimes love is never forgotten in several months. Even when it feels like several years.
charles Jul 2020
for miles,

my heart will watch you afar.

not intact,

just a mind's eye away.

for miles,

i will die in each desert's day,

i will lie in every frozen night,

without comfort,

besides the midnight sky.
charles Jul 2020
the things that shake my bones,

sowed in lights,

that aren't my own.

I marry promises,

i wish I showed.

but sin is nothing but a boat,

a menaced bite,

a midnight moan.

i built you,

out of loss.

a pain,

our love forgot.

a loving prayer that sings to me.

the thing I'd trade eternally,

a smile, i lived so miserably.
charles Jul 2020
if only our worlds made more sense,

would you lay here,

instead of the other side of a fence.

i found happiness in emptiness,

every color illuminates the bottom.

shameless, shallow.

i know each word is madness,

giving up on the mouth that speaks it.

i see you in between the plains,

the sea softly saying stop.

nostalgic is your being,

i miss a dying love long decayed,

drinking just to picture your face.

the way you said my name,

hammered hearts remain the same.

I'll love it till my dying day.
Next page