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Louisa Coller Jun 2015
Eyes will always stick.
I see you.
My mind can see you.
I feel so happy.
I love you.
I wish.
I wish you were here.
Come back.
Kiss me.
Don't. Think. Twice.
What are you waiting for?
Louisa Coller May 2015
I want to admit the pain I'm suffering, but attention spans don't last too long,
I want to give the world something to remember me, I want to create a stone,
in which my children read to follow on by passing down to future centuries
remembering who I am, but here I am again, sitting all alone feeling like bore.

I don't want to hurt a million hearts in the process of creating machinery of love's heartbeats,
the gears are stuttering like the words out of my mouth, every opening is like a new glitch,
a new broken tool found amongst the metal pipes.

I can say, I am a cheat, a worthless matter, but look, I've noticed why I broke the hearts of him,
he wanted me, I did too, but I was so caught up in my own lies I couldn't tell him the truth,
it hurt too much because in the end I wanted to be loved, but I let lust take over that night,
it blinded me dearly, and choked me until the dawn light, those days I wanted to run and to die,
I just wanted to desperately cry, my friend's palm arose from my shoulder,
this time I knew, I really ****** up this time.

But after five months of the pure misery, of staying up every-night wanting to cry my eyes out,
I found out that I was blessed with love, I saw him walking around, speaking out loud,
his knowledge would spread like a disease, except this time, I want to breathe,
yet I see him walking away, out of my palms into the grey, please don't go away.
I don't want to, feel the pain I felt so much before, maybe this time, it's not meant to end,
please somebody set me free.

I try so hard to fall in love again, but it's so hard to get that spark up, I feel like hiding,
shadowing away, but every time love comes I run away, I don't want to shatter hearts any more,
I am toxic, a demon girl. Please, please, please, I don't want to be this way.
You were the only smile I could feel the warmth, everyone around, but my eyes locked,
locked onto you, you are perfection to my eyes.
Yet the past it crept on in, when I could've grabbed your hand, it pushed me away,
choking my breath, my hands won't stop shaking I'm in such a mess.

I am here everyday, crying inside, please can someone see past my façade,
I am insane, I'm crazy, I am a sicko but somebody love me.
I've been raised to be the perfect woman, and now on, I feel like disasters,
Please don't stereotype my body, my heart it's not the same thing.
I want to write, I want to paint, I want to sing, perform on a stage,
I want to draw every piece, but every drawing, it looks like him or a stranger.
Louisa Coller May 2015
The falling begins rather suddenly, I am here waiting again,
I think I ******* up this time, I really do believe.
I had the chance, to grab you by the hand,
and tell you everything my timid heart had to give, but I stuttered, stuttered, stuttered.

Now I'm like: Please! Please! I know you might be busy today,
if so I'll go away, but please, just let me speak to you.

I don't know, how it's going to feel tonight, when I watched you walk out,
it felt like you were walking out of my life.
I know the phrase, “I'll see you around”,
means goodbye is not forever, but I feel like it somehow.
I don't want to let you go, but your talents grow, so I want you to discover, discover, discover.

Now I'm like: Please! Please! I know you might be busy today,
if so I'll go away, but please just let me speak to you.

I have learned to love again, after five months of pain,
when you speak, my heart is racing,
we'll be there one by one, fighting until the sun goes down.
I will see Ra who will grasp my hands,
and offer me the role of Anubis.

Pause. Don't say anything. You might stutter again.
Don't look at me that way, we know how it should end,
it's not over quite yet.

Now I'm like: Please! Please! I know you might be busy today,
if so I'll go away, but please just let me tell you how I feel.

Please Please! I am feeling this heartbeat super increase into an incredible beat,
like the ones we played through days and nights of our lives.
Louisa Coller May 2015
There has always been a sweet connection cord,
this connection is powered by my heart strings' voice,
He sits there in my empty void of a mind, all alone.
I wish, he would see himself, the way I can see him there,
he's perfect from the top of his hair to his smallest toes.
He can be so wonderfully beautiful, it ruptures my heart so lovingly,
I see him there, I know he cares about me, which means the world to me.
He's always by my side, he always is there, even when it's so dark,
I can't see a soul around me, except these shadows which curse me.
But in the daylight, I'll clench his palm so tightly like a child,
I will kiss his lips, I'll mean every word and pray...
A poem I wrote for this page: https://www.facebook.com/lovelymomentsforever?fref=ts#
Louisa Coller May 2015
My fingertips are scented iron,
I am here inside feeling so misplaced,
so irrelevant right now.

Three pairs of glasses on one desk,
two necklaces which are beautiful,
and then there is me here, so torn up.

I'm trying everyday to be happier,
but I feel like all I am doing is,
forcing out a beautiful happy facade.

Wear the mask, play the part,
nobody needs to know your pain today.

Wear the mask, play the part,
nobody'll know your main attraction.

My friends are pretty much the only thing,
the only ones I am bothering with.
Yet now I see, it's very clear to me,
that I will need to decide my path.

Why must I pick only one road?
When I want to explore them all,
I don't want to be forced aside,
to play a singular role this time.

Multiroling has been my key,
day #1 of false lies and screams,
I will paint a new image of me in the clouds.
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