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alex a Jun 2015
Angel eyes,
daringly search for a rise in life.
You spend your days
with the weeping
and nights flying high.
alex a Jun 2015
Nothing can compare to the way
your lips touch my body.
The sensational delight,
it feels like soft silk and eating strawberries.
I know you don't, but if you ever would,
think of me laying here.
It's midnight, I'll be up all night
But I know that's not what you want to hear.
I don't drink, but at times like this
I wish I could.
I heard it soothes the brain, numbs your emotions.
I can hear your voice
over one thousand oceans.
I can hear the losses
of one hundred love poems.
Know that giving someone hope
is the best deed to ever do.
The table is turned
and now it's me who's daydreaming of you.
alex a May 2015
It was you who kept the sun alive,
who didn't allow the flowers in my heart to die.
You made sure they were well-ok
and never failed to brighten my day.

In a room full of empty stares,
I wonder how we even got here,
And we stayed in that moment,
never to advance because
we know if we did,
the world wouldn't stand a chance.
  May 2015 alex a
Autumn
Shall I close my eyes tonight
The flowers enter mourning
I dreamt of tears flying from birds
And goats fleeing the pen

As I close my eyes tonight
I seek out the nightmares
Fright does not blind the eyes of forbidden anguish

As I close my eyes tonight i
Am you
And you are infinite in the reflection of every pond ocean lake mirror
For as my eyes close the reality is found
And the sun steps out from behind the cloud
alex a May 2015
Not a single thought in my head is my own.
Am I a person or a human clone?
I apologize for the crazy look in my eyes.
I'm still learning the difference between truth and disguise.
Just to remind you, I've been fooled many times,
I'm dull, worthless, and I have no use in this life.
True friends don't use and abuse,
but I fall right into the trap.
Makes me a perfect victim of a heartless attack.
It took me some years to learn,
most people aren't as good as me.
Call me boastful, but at least I get over jealousy.
alex a May 2015
Tick tock, the clock never stops.
We'll always hear lies,
well always fear doubt.
Compassion, love, affection,
three things I can't live without.
And then, it keeps getting stronger.
The longer I'm deprived,
the longer I want to prosper.
Baby, please, forgive me
and take me back to where home is.
I don't like it here and can't rid my mind of these thoughts.
They hurt my identity,
I don't stand for myself.
The toughest thing about this is
I don't realize I'm playing someone else.
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