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Matt Walsh Oct 2012
Fleeting soul
Pretty girl
Why do you hide
I just wanna curl
Up next to you
Lets begin a whirl

Wind of sighs
When you are
Wandering through the
States you wander
Through my states
Of mind

How you feel
I feel without
9.81 meters per
Second I am
High on your
Floating freckles

What is worse is
That I can't come
Back much too high
Lets lose love I
Fall from the sky
Matt Walsh Oct 2012
You never realize
What you are

Living
Breathing
Feeling

Until you are
Put down for
Surgery

You lay there
Heart beating loud

Thump
Thump
Thump

Skin is pricked
And then soft
Darkness

There isn’t darkness
Tube in mouth

Bleary
Doctors
Pain

Nurse we have
A problem now
Sleep

YOU ARE UP
YOU ARE ALIVE

*****
Headache
Confusion

They tell you
You awoke during
Operation

You are angry
And kinda scared

What
The
****

Morphine is good
It kills pain
Away

You heal up
Normally of course

You
Never
Forget

The tubes all
In your head
Helpless

Against everything you
Are at mercy

Nurse
Doctor
Surgeon

Can **** you
And you’d never
Know
Matt Walsh Sep 2012
Come over later you say
Reluctantly I agree, okay
Things haven’t been going our way

I finally get there
All we do is stare
The silence is too much to bear

You take a deep breath and tell me you’re done
I sit there, silent
I am literally stunned

You say you don’t want me
I say that I want we
You say no that I want she

You know this isn’t true
You know I want you
We both know we’re through

Acceptance comes soon
It’s an unusual tune
To hear both our sobs in un(ison)

We stop the tears
And look back on the years
And talk about our hopes and fears

She says don’t worry
To find another I’m in no hurry
Just to slowly ease my fury

I say I don’t want anyone
Ill wait for you under the sun
But right now I’ve got to run

I ran all the way back home
Past all the neighbors’ stupid lawn gnomes
To our bedroom, now a tomb

I’ve been here quite a bit
Here near the window I sit
Under the sun, I will not quit
Matt Walsh Sep 2012
“I’m not in love”
She says
“I’m not in love”

But I can see it
The way her eyes water
She just needs help with some demons

The way her hands
Are all balled up
To pretend like she means it

How her breathing
Is so shallow
Like she was pushed in the deep end

Her lips
So shaky and unstable
Her mind must be shouting how I make her so able

So I just softly smile
Then with firmness and soothing
I hold her close and let nothing between us

I am hers
Like she is mine
And nothing can break us

Together we’re fine
Matt Walsh Sep 2012
I know this is fast
The life I live, life you want
Lets just see it past

When this tour is done
You know I am coming back
So just keep track of

All the kisses left
On your lips, I want you to
Please keep them intact
Should I leave the period or take it out?
Matt Walsh Sep 2012
I am drunk
It’s not my fault
I wasn’t planning on losing her

I am driving drunk
Pigs are flying tonight
They fly right past me

I am not yet home
Thoughts of her through my head
My mind goes much faster than my car

I am finally home
I want to talk to her
Just pretend to want me back

I am in my bed
Her laugh and smile in my head
Soothing my broken heart

And finally
All at once
I succumb to sleep
Matt Walsh Aug 2012
Stuck in this perfect, digital life
A robot went crazy in a world without strife

It wanted more than dull and perfection
It wanted more than fake affection

So it switched some gears and off it went
Into to the place where it was meant

A world of mistakes and a world of sorrow
A world with true love and decency to borrow

With all the good this world had to offer
The once tough robot became a little bit softer.
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