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 Oct 2020 Kimberly Rose
Lily
distracted by a conversation, then a sudden forceful movement surprised her.
what is happening she asks herself as she pushes away from the intoxicated boy.
“stop”, the word that meant close to nothing that night.
“we can’t do this”, you have a girlfriend she thinks to herself.
a drunk friend in need, help is all she wants to do but forced upon her is two lips that meet her own.
lonely is what he feels but it isn’t right, she knows it will be a regret if he remembers what happened that night.
so the night comes to an end.
she gets away and he falls asleep.
communication dies and time goes on
memories will die that’s just how the world works, don’t live in regret... for it darkens the soul
Peace, my steel-eyed friend,
You are ever present,
Yet eternally elusive.

Devilishly tugging away at my silken heartstrings,
You play,
Tease my fragile soul.
 Nov 2018 Kimberly Rose
Lily
Alone
 Nov 2018 Kimberly Rose
Lily

Alone
Sleeping on an empty bed
Alone
Waking and getting ready
Alone
Walking along the streets
Alone
Shopping for one
Alone
I could go on and on but I would still be doing it
Alone

 Oct 2018 Kimberly Rose
Lily
Cocoa
 Oct 2018 Kimberly Rose
Lily
I feel slowly
My crush for you is fading
Flowing out of a faucet
Like water down the sink
But I know that when I see you
Again, they will come rushing back in as if I were a kid out in the snow who came running  inside for some hot cocoa
 Oct 2018 Kimberly Rose
Lily
My eyes follow you
Unknowingly I stare
My friend breaks my attention
Asking me what I was doing,
Do I dare answer her and tell her I was staring at someone I care about deeply.
No.
So I suddenly answered nothing
But she knew and said staring at him again... looking down I said no
Embarrassed as ever,
What do I do to break that habit that is continuously there?
 Oct 2018 Kimberly Rose
Lily
Why do I get so frustrated
Just by seeing others next to you
You laugh with them and smile at them
Yet I am frustrated
I know It’s not my right to be but
I just can’t help thinking why can’t that be me...
 Oct 2018 Kimberly Rose
Lily
My eyes are like the fog around a lake on a cold morning day
Shaded and grey
Yet as intriguing as the summer haze
As daylight savings time shortens our days to bring us an early sunset ray
Quiet,
I lay my head to rest upon my fluffed up pillow set
Falling asleep quickly to awake bright and early and feel as great as when our eyes had met...

— The End —