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Paint my life the way you see it. Rip down the blocks I have placed in front of you. Let yourself roam my mind, and see what you fail to realize. Lift me up and show yourself how ruthless you have been. My life is meaningless, I am just an image trapped in a 9x12 frame.

All we do is drive.
All we do is think about the feelings that we had.
All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign.
Sick and full of pride.
All we do is drive.
halsey
Your love hanged me high
       And watched me sway
              A puppet with a master placed in a play
    *What if you go
      What if you stay?
         What does it matter to you anyway?

                          It's all written down and the stage is set
     The drama ensues and my lines are said
    As I choke
                 You pulled the string tight and cut all my ties but your rope never broke and those puppy dog eyes made me forget

             You feel so real this must be free will
              Your hand on mine is no more a guide than a dot is a line fingers long and divine purchase grip on my spine and I really start to shine a star with a mind all its own
    Super nova behind my closed eyes
     Your love is asphyxiation and gets me so high I can't breathe without it
               I'll never kick the habit
                    **I'm addicted to an addict
Sometimes I look at it and see my father
Sometimes, my addictions,
Or my peers.
Other times I see it as a product of circumstance
And still others as a conscious choice.

*But no matter what I see, its always in my way. That never changes.
The body of a poem
  
            Could never be as beautiful as *yours
You forgot to love me in the places I am broken
Like the cracks of a frozen lake,
Inevitably I fell through to the cold water
you, out of my reach.
A millstone of terrific intensity and abject tonnage , hoisted o'er
the muscled backs of goodmen , stone of great magnitude and wealth
bestowed his beloved , kindred recipients ....
Copyright January 29 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson *All Rights Reserved
and you know
the moment I step my feet
outside that big door
I will regret;
every laughter we can't share
all the tears we cannot bear
the home we both swear
and you know
you know very well
I will always care
I used a black sharpie to write a love poem on your arm
Hoping the ink would sink into depths causing little to no harm
That the rough words may permeate through your tough skin
And the permanence may prove that forever starts from within
That the black is dark enough to hide all your scars from being used
And that my words are evidence and proof of my love for you

So let that ink sink as deep as it might
My words peirce your soul without a fight
My sharpie art fill you with awe and an imaginative spark
Be inspired by my loving words and the permanent scar they leave on your heart
You may forget my face, you may forget my name but **never forget where my love made its mark
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