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hold me
i know you're just as gay as i am
and i know we're both so capable of extreme passion

but first
i need you to tell me it's not sin
i need God to be okay with us

and then please
tell my mother how great you are
and tell my church to still like me

i need you to do all that within the next 60 seconds
and then hold me
and never let go
Love is a look connecting
in a full room, when
it only me
and
you.
God your beauty pains me so much
I just want to hold you
Wrap my arms around you and put my head on your chest
I want you to hug me tight and put your chin on the top of my head
i want to be
the stars in your sky
and the sun rays
that shine on
your face
and maybe even be
the air
in your lungs
and i want to
be one of the reasons
why you smile
why you wake up
and want to be more
than who you are
and i want
to be the soundtrack
to your happy days
and i want to
make you feel
things you've never
felt before
and i want to
maybe even
own a little
piece of your
heart.
 Apr 2015 The Demons Within
EmmaH
I saw you
in my dream last night

we were sitting one seat away
from the end of the row
I carefully sat next to you
nozy,
I looked at your book
I complimented you ,
the book was in german

you smiled at me
perfectly
your short black hair
and bits of stubble around your jawline

that was all
but I loved it
and I want you back
It may not really be a "poem" persay but i need a place to put my dreams
 Apr 2015 The Demons Within
D
What hurts...

- Is not being wanted
            By the one you want the most.

What hurts...

- Is having to let go of something
            You associate with home.

What hurts...

- Is falling in love,
            Knowing full well it'll never last.

What hurts...

- Is not having the strength
            To move on from the past.

What hurts...

- Is fighting with the ones
            You let see into your heart.

What hurts...

- Is realizing all your friendships
            Are quickly falling apart.

What hurts...

- Is losing someone,
           Who was never meant to leave.

What hurts...*

- Is having to see all the scars
           Hidden under a sleeve.
I wrote this in my English class yesterday, a list of things that hurt..
Will you count the stars with me
until I fall asleep?
I cannot hold them in my hand.
Forever, I will reach out to catch one as it falls.
Maybe their light could provide some warmth.
It's so cold here.
don't forget about the memories, never let them fade away. Fading is for candles who burn out due to its self. but you, you are a work of art. a masterpiece. you hold the gaze of the one you lost most, and darling.. oh darling I swear, he loves you too. Grip his words and hope he gripped yours. Don't let your head hang low like tree branches in the middle of winter, blowing in the wind. Be a tree, just not a weeping one. Tell the boys and girls you are leaving tonight. and don't look back at who you were. Look back on who those people were and never forget the ones who stepped into your heart and left graffiti all over it. you are not weak.. your strength is shining through your gray appearance. So baby, do not jump into that ice cold lake and do not forget to try your best. The wind howls for you.. The sun burns for you.. the earth rotates for you. It's all for you, it was always for you.. my sunshine.
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