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Perhaps I have not been careful enough.

Perhaps I wanted you to consume me.
Perhaps I wanted to consume you.

Yes, I love you.
Yes, I want you.
But reality's setting in
And the sunspots are clearing from my eyes.
The solar inferno weakens.

I had built you a statue of emeralds and golden thread
But it's been crumbling.
The emeralds are turning out to be moss-covered stones
The golden thread, stiff hay.

I knew you were only human.
Maybe I didn't believe it.
I did not love you because you were immortal.
I did not believe
-With him, with him, I shall love forever
  With him, I shall touch the moon.
   We shall be created and destroyed, created and destroyed
   Forever, and together.
   Beginnings and ends in two become one.
Perhaps I thought it
But I did not believe it.
Don't worry.

I will adjust to your humanity
And I will build you a snowman, not a statue.
A snowangel, maybe.
But I am done trying to turn myself to silver.
I am done trying to become an inferno.

Yes, I love you.
Hopefully love is enough.
 Aug 2010 Mabely Dominguez
ivory
Someone once told me

That hate is love and love is hate

He was a criminal and a drug addict

But I like how nonsense seems to make sense to me.
© AlyssiaAnderson

Awkward reactions encouraged.
If I can be so modest,
Even if I do say so myself
I’m not too bad looking,
Not ready to sit upon a shelf.

I have a sense of humour,
And can be quite sharp witted too
And when I fall in love
It’s always ‘cause I’m true.

I have a real deep emotion
And a sense of empathy,
I make a friend for life
And have a sense of loyalty.

I have a question to ask you,
Could someone fall for me?
I hear you say “you don’t see why not”
But it’s not like ABC.

I hear you ask the question “why?”
And I have to say with some despair,
It’s because they don’t see what’s above
They can’t see beyond my chair.

I do not have the use of legs,
And my hands, they have no feeling,
But for me that doesn’t mean to say,
That life can have no meaning.

The chair is just a part of me,
It’s not actually who I am
It’s just a chair I sit in,
I’m still a real man!

So, if what’s important in life
Is love and security,
Could you do much worse in life
Than choose someone like me?


Steve Collins 28/4/08
Written after becoming paralised from the chest down and confined to a wheelchar in December 2007.
when I ask who are you
please don't tell me what you do
for you may as well burst into tears and cry

for to tell me what you do
instead of telling me bout you
is to say what you fear losing when you die

tell what it is that lights your fire
and sends those flames a rising higher
give me a secret about you I can keep

tell me what you mean by love
describe who fits you like a glove
and then tell me all the things that make you weep

tell me about your dreams
and all thats in between
tell me all the different places you would go

but what I want most of all
as the evening shadows fall
is to learn something that even you dont know

I know that last one's hard
but if we just show our cards
we'll have years together in which we will find out

but if you keep them to your chest
never risk and never rest
the only constant thing will be the doubt

so tell me who you are
and show me every scar
spare me nothing for I cannot know enough

and I will give you all thats me
even the things you cannot see
all I ask is you look after them my love
I tell you I only take part of the blame,
but in my mind I take it all.
I act to them like I'm doing much better,
but all I can do lately is fall.

I wish you would look at me and see,
I wish you would understand.
I feel like it was ALL my fault...
I wish you would be the one to hold my hand...

You were always there when things were wrong,
when things got way too tough.
Even though I love you with all of my heart,
I'm afraid lately love is not enough.

I'm blaming myself for everything,
and I have since we began.
I'm screaming out to the world, darling,
won't you hold my hand?

I want to be able to walk away together,
from all the rubble and dust.
Leave this place and all of the ashes,
getting coffee together is a must.

I wish you knew, darling,
that I blame myself everyday.
And I wish I could change it all,
in every single way.

I wish you knew, sweetheart,
all I want is just one more chance.
For you to look me in the eyes,
to take and hold my hands.

To tell me it's not true,
my thoughts are merely lies.
It's not all my fault,
and you're coming to stay by my side.

I miss you like you wouldn't believe,
and I'm willing to start again.
Please say you'll give me the chance,
and be, again, my very best friend...<3
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