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Hey, little boy
I know it's been a while
I've missed you
I realized you could've grown
You might have changed
For better or worse
I know you can't see
I wish you could be here
But things could've gotten worse
Thanks for what you said
We were young
We didn't know much
But you're still wiser then
Than me now
You told me things will get much worse
Thank you
I will be prepared
I loved you
I miss you little boy
I wish you hadn't died that day
I'll see you again
Goodbye
Tap my temple
Press my pen
Hope for something
Feel only lies
Lost my inspiration
In your eyes
I try to write, but I'm not as good as I was. I figured out that it was because when I wrote I was trying to wrote for Natalie, but we broke up, so I've been slowly trying to regrasp my own sad poetic humanity
There was a time that man was beautiful
In that time no pain was known
But pain is real
And it killed that time
Reality sunk in
Innocence bled
Darkness within
No light to shine in
Life has hurt
It is hurt
But life isn't about the pain
It's about healing
Understand that we own nothing
Everything that surrounds you is temporary
Only the love in your heart will last
FOREVER.
Fate isn't fact
Not everything happened because it would
Fate is simply A to B
Like a road trip
In fate you go from birth to death
But you the in between is up to you
Stop anywhere you like
Look at what you want to see
Be what you want
Love who you want
Life is yours
Don't die before you can live
Not really a poem. This was just on my mind
Today, was the same as they say
No different from yesterday
Likely, tomorrow won't change
But one thing is new
What I know
And what I knew
Or at least thought
It's not about loving the girl
It's about loving with the girl
Growing together
Becoming one through a shared love
And in the end
Loving her anyways
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