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Maryrose Alarcos Jan 2015
I lay flat on the bed
Millions of thoughts
Running endlessly without fail
On my slightly clouded mind
Still, I remain unfazed
Unmoved by the situation
I endured life's pain
My heart that was once a glowing bright red
Is now burned by flames of hurtful lies
And crushed by a boulder of empty promises
Pain has made me this way
The old me was long gone
And is replaced by the me today
With walls built up to resist his sweet yet venomous words
A heart wrapped up in blizzards of ice that refuse to heat down with his touch
And a locked up soul that will never open up to him or anyone anymore
Pain has made me this way
And I think I'll stay this way forever.
i think this is ******... sorry guys
Maryrose Alarcos Jan 2015
Freedom is an abstract concept
It is a noun that is defined by being free
It is a word that everyone wants
An idea that my soul seeks
And so I thought
"When can I be free"
Free from stress and sleepless nights
Free from pain and aching emotions
Free from fear and mad anxiety
Free from doubt and inevitable judgement
Free from sadness and pure melancholy
Free from everything that bothers my being
When can I be free?
When can I be me?
I was laying in your bed
waiting for you to come jump in
I put on some music, of course my favorite song
wondering what was taking you so long
finally you walk through the door
and I couldn't wait to kiss you more.
you slowly walk over, but instead of laying on your bed
you grabbed my hand instead.
you pulled me in close and we started to dance
which I swear to god, put me in a trance.
Our song came on and you whispered every word in my ear
soft enough for just me to hear.
Your hands on my hips, mine in your hair
that's when I knew, we had something rare.
We danced and danced, you spun me around and dipped me down
We were holding each other so close, as if we would never let go.
In those moments, we were infinite
I wish we had never finished.
When the song was over, you kissed my lips.
Oh god did you kiss my lips. you kissed me like you were suffocating and I was the only air you needed.
you picked me up and layed me on your bed.
you kissed my forehead and made your way to my neck.
You found my ear and whispered slowly "I'm in love with you."
I know this poem is ****** but this was the best night of my life
Maryrose Alarcos Dec 2014
You were a dream
A dream that I wish to come true
A dream that I hope becomes reality
A dream that I can only imagine
A dream that I can only sigh on

You were a dream
A dream that only appears in fantasies
A dream that only happens in fairy tales
A dream that my mind creates
A dream that my being prays for

You were a dream
I just wish it could be more than that
I earnestly pray to the heavens
That you could be mine
And I can be yours

But you are just a dream
There may be a chance
But it cannot guarantee
A beautiful ending
A happily ever after

You were a dream
A dream that will forever be one
A dream that will never come true
A dream that won't become reality
And it pains me to know this cruel truth
it really *****! i tell you!
Maryrose Alarcos Dec 2014
You're peter pan and I'm tinkerbell
Someday peter pan will find his wendy while tinkerbell will only watch them from a far
and then it hit me like a bucket full of ice cold water
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