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Liana Veteto Aug 2013
When I ask,
How could you do this to me?
What I mean is,
How could I do this to myself?
But mirrors do not give answers--
Only judgemental looks.
Liana Veteto Apr 2013
Think of what it is to miss someone.


They are missing from you.
A part of you,
That is now elsewhere.

The place on my skin
Where you once fit
Now aches with the memory of the feeling.

I miss you.
I want you here.
I am empty without you.
Liana Veteto Apr 2013
I hate because he broke my heart.
I hate what I had to give up for him.
I hate because it's easier than dealing with
Regret
Loss
Confusion
Blame
Emptiness
I hate because I know he will hurt me.
I hate because I know I will hurt him.
I hate because I'm jealous.
I hate because I still love you,
And hate is the only thing strong enough to mask love.
Liana Veteto Apr 2013
WIP
It's not your job to care
Anymore.

Life is like one big sweater
By the time it's comfortable
It unravelels.
Liana Veteto Apr 2013
Let me bask
In the excellence.
Let me wonder in the explosion
And add the new colors to my pallette.

This is mine
Such desolation
Can belong to none other
This is but another ode to my craftiness.

Pain is mine.
I create the victim
I conduct such an orchestra
And all these are players on my team.

I own it.
All destruction
That dare to befall me
Only adds to my repetoire of tricks.

[Please allow me to introduce myself...]
Liana Veteto Apr 2013
Yeah I'll go
To watch things escalate
So I can see
The beauty of the explosion.

Yeah I'll listen
To your venomous reasons
So I can feel
The rush of our suffering.

And I'll speak
To watch the evolution
Of your eyes
From human to animal

You hide well
From their you to mine
Kitten to tiger
Gentle lamb to violent snake.
Liana Veteto Apr 2013
You remind me of an old friend--
The part of you that sends me to relaxed anxiety,
I know I can share anything with,
And I nearly have.

You, destined to the impossible task:
Loving the woman whose heart you hold
And me,
Destined to endeavor to escape, unscathed.

Shall I play to win your heart
As a precious, living, incomprehensible prize?
Shall I play as the snake
Tempting you with the fruit forbidden.

I wish I were the serpent.
Were I he I may claim some control
But as it stands,
I am nothing but the forbidden bite.

You pretend we are nothing,
But your eyes negate your words.
Your searching gaze
Sees in me someone I wish I could be.

Summer lent us a temporary glow
But warmed us deep within ourselves
We changed each other
More than the sun changed the hue of our skin.
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