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Louise Ruen Mar 2017
All I know to do is run.
Stop asking me what I’ll do,
*when my face hits the ground, and I can’t run anymore
I've honestly been a little stressed lately, but I don't know how to stop and say no anymore. OH well....
Louise Ruen Mar 2017
I don’t know which feeling you bring out in me the most:
Love or powerlessness
You are my oxygen but lately there’s only nitrogen in the air

Everytime you look at me with those puppy eyes I see your love for me burning like a sun, but currently my sky has been overcasted with clouds and rain.
You say there’s nothing I can do to make you feel better, that it’s not my fault.
But how am I supposed to see you hurting like that? If feels like sandpaper scratching both my mind and my skin, and there’s not long till the blood will start to spill.
I don’t know what else I can do but push, push, push, and I don’t know if I’m pushing you over the edge.

I know I can’t force you to be happy
I don’t want to either
And I’m cool with being the most important aspect of your life
But I don’t think I can be the only one anymore

*I love you.
You’re the smartest, most handsome and kindest person I know.
I want to be with you
Why can’t you understand you are what means the most to me?
Why can’t you understand that I’m really ******* trying? Am I the only one?
Why can’t you understand that I need you to care?
Life goes up and down, left and right, and maybe someday we'll actually cross paths.
Louise Ruen Feb 2017
Love is___ (Finish this sentence)

                                   Magical? Incredible? Mystical?
                                    Destroying? Confusing? Ugly?
                                          Never or ever- lasting?
                                  Heart breaking or heart healing?
                         A road to happiness or a road to sorrow?
                                                 Non exsistent?


**Please, I need to pass this test.
Trying out something a little experimental for me...mhm....Don't know what I think
Louise Ruen Jan 2017
The more poetry I read
The more air I fill my lungs with to yell out the words as a tribute to one of the most beautiful artforms
I discover
No words are good enough to convey true feeling
Words will own belittle it, make out of the world emotion seem less, make incredibly untangible things grab able.
But you can’t stand with a feeling in your hands - yes, that was a metaphor
And the art of poetry is trying too belittle it as little as possible.
A mission to describe something indescribable with words as your only tool.
Explaining something you don’t truly know what is or feel is hard.
People don’t feel the same way or share same emotions.
Even every single human experiences love in different forms, different emotions.
How do you communicate your version, so that it can be understood?
Poetry and the spoken word should never be forgotten, but praised.
Let us show the world it is not an old dusty artform but an innovative reflection of today’s world.
I'm truly embracing the power of words
Louise Ruen Jan 2017
You're the smartest person I know
Also the dumbest, because you keep making stupid decisions and take stupid actions
The biggest one being falling in love with me
This inevitably makes you not only dumb, but an idiot
Since I'm a selfish person, I can't help but take advantage
So with every passionate kiss we share, I'll take a little more of your soul till one day you'll end up a dried out shell on some unknown beach.
Simply because I wanted a little more than you should ever give.
You're also an idiot for not realizing what you do to me.
What having your love does to me. I’m obsessed and I’m no longer functioning properly because all I want to do is be with you.
Want to feel your caress on my hands, your timid kisses. I want everything
So I’ll give you my all. Give you all of me.
Afraid of one day leaving you for a new adventure, leaving you only with false hope
As soon as the wind blows and the leaves turn I- I got to go
You made me realize: All I do is leave people
Beautiful, sweet people that don’t deserve to be left
And I never want to leave you, but I’m not sure if I can help it.
It’s not like a fairytale where you as the knight comes and rescues the damsel in distress.
I’m neither a distressed damsel nor a fair lady who needs to be saved and crowned princess, and will never be.
I destroyed my tower and ran away all on my own.
When you  found me in the forest of the ****** I needed love, and I needed hope.
You gave that to me.
I hope I can return it.
Just a brain dump poem, that I didn't know how to title.
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