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You're in my mind
A picture of you
So well defined
I am no longer blind
I will find you

I will not stop searching
Winter, Summer or Fall
Many times the sun will rise and fall
In my searching

I will not stop
I cannot stop
I cannot give up
I will not drop

The picture in my mind
By design
You are kind
It gives me peace of mind

I already know you
I feel you
I need you
I  see you
I will find you
By the picture in my mind

I am coming
Knowing you are there
Somewhere

I will not stop
Looking for you
The sea is still today
It's cerulean blue and gold
I think of the thoughts it carries
Within its hidden folds.
Its touch is soft and gentle
It soothes the ache of years
But I wonder how many waves
Are made from fallen tears.
Dear everyone,

This is such a surprise! Thank you all for your likes, loves and responses. I have not been very active on Hello Poetry, but will get back in action soon. So much appreciated. Thank you Hello Poetry for selecting this as a daily. Thank you so much my friends and fellow poets for taking the time to read this poem of mine. It means the world to me.  Love to everyone **
when i'm mentally incapable of leaving my bed
i force myself to leave my comfort zone
stays behind and i head to school
i head Outside
and sometimes i'm fine
i forget were i am
but other time i linger outside of the classroom door
knowing i should enter but i walk away instead
other times i hide in a four walled bathroom stall
only hearing my silent cries as i wait for next period
alone
 Jun 2018 georgia sophie
doa
stuck
 Jun 2018 georgia sophie
doa
not a nerve in my body is able to let you go.
when i’m asleep, you’re in my dreams.
when i’m sober, you’re all my mind dances around.
when i’m wasted, you’re all i speak about.
when i’m lonely, your embrace is all i want.
how can’t you see how in love with you i am?
you’re every love song i hear.
you’re every fantasy i have.
you’re every tear i cry.
put me through hell and bring me back, just as long as you hold my hand through it all.
trap me in a room for hours with nothing but your company.
become my sanity rather than my melancholy.
prove my ideas of love wrong.
show me what it means to feel complete.

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