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Your head's no longer on my shoulder
Your breath no longer tickles me
Without you weather feels much colder
And my words are no longer free

We used to sit down by the fire
And of your tears my hair were wet
I used to calm down your desire
To chase what you cannot get yet

I felt like you'll be my defender
And yours forever I will be
You've ripped my page from the calendar
And to another you will flee

I never said how much I loved you
Because I felt no need for it
I thought you knew my life's about you
And now by you another's life is lit
 Dec 2014 Leilani Tigerlily
Sarah
You and the clouds have a lot in common
so,
The tenuous cloud in the distance reminds me of you
Faint, nothingness.
You and the clouds are similar
I can see them but I'll never touch them
I'll never get close enough to the sky
To feel, exactly how amazing they are.
This is actually not about clouds. The meaning behind it is so much more than the clouds.
Because of my life
From my feelings within

It's not about thoughts
It's what's in my heart

When I bleed from within
Its from my past

But its not my last journey
So I keep my life real

I will always feel
The feelings I never felt
The feelings that are so real

My love for life
Is no longer surreal

My blessings in life
Are very real

I live to help others
Its what i do best

I've learned these things
From my terrible past
Jay
i have tried to build a home inside myself,
one of iron and molten lava and red hot
brick,  but you have snuck your way
through my sealant and made
yourself a space in the very
center of my being.
tonight is my birthday party
and you should be here.
Your beauty is unmatched
your essence unscathed
you could wrap me in your curls
and leave me bound for days
The thick bristles on your face
resemble a forest to discovery,
your mouth a cave to explore
lighting the way with electricity
generating from our rapport
Sweeter than a glob of icing
on the last slice of cake—
Your twisted expressions
make my chest quake
You’re a lot to take in—clean cut nails
and pasty speckled skin; the
trail of hair on your belly and
your form soundly sleeping
where our motions had been
Now you are far a fields away
frolicking in colorless grass,
lost and in denial of what
you could have made last.
Been in my drafts for too long.
I want to let out
a scream so loud
the Grand Canyon will shake
Mount Everest will crumble,
and the whole world will kneel down.

I want to scream so my voice
could finally be heard
after all this while
hiding behind curtains,
sleeping in the shadows,
travelling by rooftops
during the night.

I want to confess,
to profess,
to be honest.

I want to rid of my brain
and its logic
who says not to;
Dig 10 layers
of six feet of dirt
and bury it deep underground
lost and forgotten
like the planes and ships over the Bermuda Triangle.

I want to leave and forget,
cast away the fibers and threads
that hold on to my
morality and affection ,
but only you
can hold me down.

I want you to
hold me down;
Hidden between the gaps of pain
is my heart.

— The End —