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As I lay in my own asylum I keep thinking of him
The person that is withering in my dreams waiting for me
He is tearing through my heart wanting me to feel the pain he is going through
The man that left me in a horrible state that instead of amazing dreams
they turn into horrifying nightmares of what our memories could be.
Number 3 in the "story"
As I lay in my own asylum I keep thinking of him.
The only person that has ever touched my heart
The only person that has stolen my dreams and will forever own my soul.
He is the only one that I will never love, because he stole my heart when he left
Now in place of my heart is a locket that holds a picture of him
The locket is a symbol of good and bad
For when he returns
my heart will be back.
When he leaves it will close and become only a memory
that withers away every second he is gone.
This is the 2nd poem to the story
As I'm crying you never came
As my heart begins to swell because of the pain
I am soaking wet because it started to rain
Still you never came
I stayed there all day waiting...and waiting
I tried to make an excuse for why you left but nothing came to mind
When I drifted to sleep my nightmares made everything clear
For why you deserted me.
I wrote this poem when I was 15 and it is the beginning of a five poem story I guess you could call it a story. This story is my first poems ever. Just thought I would let everyone know because it is a little different from the poems I have written.
When you say goodbye I might cry.
Knowing that it might be our last is
Terrifying
But on the inside deep in my heart I will never forget out journeys
On the inside your not really gone
Your still here reliving our memories
From our first hello's to our last goodbyes.
What I see everyday I can not put into words
I see clouds move fast or slow across the sky
Rising to see the sunrise knowing that it is true beauty, is nothing I can put into words
Words cannot describe how much I feel to be alive
On the most boring days the sky can make your mind go on adventures
The sky shows how much beauty can really be alive in the world because even in the darkest hours there is still beauty in the stars or when the moon shines bright.
Even on your worst days the rain can wash your troubles away
All you have to do is look up.
In the light of day the shadows hide away
With a chilly breeze and the wind in my hair I can barely see there ugly glares
I know they are there, hiding in the dark, watching my every move
As the day wears on I try not to think of when the sun will go down
I love the feeling of watching the sunset and the dread of knowing what comes after
The shadows are done stalking and decide to move in.
I call to you my dear
For you are my anchor in this restless sea
The overwhelming tides have come to devour
what is left of me
So hopefully you will hear my call
and stop these waves from consuming me
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