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Here I stand,
facing my fears,
fighting back tears
that I've held for years.

Why did I make you?
It's time that I wake you,
to shake you and break you,
retake and remake you.

I stare in the mirror
as you get clearer.
You're the one
who's caused me so much pain.
Constricting myself
and conflicting myself,
Am I to be my own bane?

No.

I punch in the mirror
and pieces fly by,
as they draw nearer,
I exhale a sigh.
The cuts on my hand,
trickle with blood,
but this is my stand;
I've prepared for the flood.

The flood of emotions
that pass me by
are a welcome potion,
a lovely goodbye.
I will be okay,
'cause in my mind's eye,
I'll remember this day;
the day part of me died.

I've finally escaped the guilt in the mirror,
and now my reflection couldn't be clearer.
I needed to see who I really was,
and now I see what willpower does.

*I escaped.
so you think you had it hard?

when you were five years old,
you were given hasbro toys,
when i was five,
I learned how to fold,
and help mom do the laundry,
and tuck my little brother and sister in ,

when you were seven?
you were spoiled beyond your wildest dreams,
when i was seven,
I learned to help make lunches,
and stick up for my little sister at school

when you were ten?
you had the best birthday party,
when i was ten,
I helped mom save up for my sisters birthday present,
that year she wanted a doll house,
and that year she got it, finally

When you were 12,
you went to your first sleepover,
when I was 12,
my daddy lost his job,


When you were 16?
You got your first car,
I bet that was the best part,
when i was 16,
I helped my parents pay the bills,
with my first job,
Are we sitll equals?

the difference between you and me?
some people have to grow up faster than others,
some get to be free, some have a responsibility.
A year ago today,
down to the last minute;
I never thought my whole world
would come crashing down around me.

Tears fall down my face as I remember,
every single thing you said and did;
a year ago today.

I was so scared,
so lonely and heartbroken,
so afraid of the world,
and it took me so long
to find myself again.

Why did I suffer so much?
Why didn't I have the courage,
to end the pain?
I could have, no...
I should have left you.

If I had have known,
that the walls we spent so long building,
were about to come crashing down around me
by your own ******* hand,
I would have prepared myself.

I'll never forget that paralyzing feeling,
that held me in place,
I eventually crumpled to the ground,
and truly cried my heart out.
To this day,
I still, have never cried harder than I did,
a year ago today.

I vividly remember,
as if I were stuck in a bad dream,
the cold sweat,
and the dry air,
the feeling of freezing snowflakes,
sticking to the crystal tears
streaming down my face.

I ran outside and screamed.
I ******* screamed at the world,
and you.
Oh, did I ever scream at you.
I was so confused...
you never gave me a reason why.

And a year ago today,
I still don't know the reason why.

And it haunts me in every single corner of my entire life.

Why did you leave me so suddenly?
Why did you hurt me so bad, so swiftly?
Why did you enjoy my pain?!

That's still what hurts the most.

I remember the days after you left me,
at school...
you laughed at me,
when I crumpled to the ground,
and broke down completely at the mere sight of you.

You laughed,
as I choked on my own tears and sorrow.
You laughed,
as I slid to the floor and passed out,
when I saw you with that other girl.
You laughed at our entire relationship...
2 years and 6 months meant nothing to you,
3 weeks later...
I guess I'm just easy to replace, huh.

You truly tore my heart from my chest,
and it still isn't there,
but it's growing,
thanks to the boy who's shown me how wrong I was.
You never truly loved me, Simon.
But I know someone who does.
I taste it on his lips,
every time we kiss.
I feel it in his embrace,
as he holds me.
I feel safe.
Brent, loves me.

I've given up on searching for your reasoning,
I need to let myself not care.
I'm sad it has to be this way,
you've carved yourself from my life.
You laughed at me in my darkest hours,
and now, something has dawned on me.

Why has the pain not gone away?
Now I finally know.
My body treats this as a funeral,
because who you were,
has truly died.

You are not the man I fell in love with.
You are not who I called my best friend.
I'd hardly even call you human,
with all that ice in your soul.

RIP, Simon,
though you deserve no peace.
rest in pain; and rot away.

I'll never know the reason why.
You can't ask a dead man.
But now,
the funerals over.
And I'm walking away,
as they cover your coffin with dirt.
I will never ever look back to your grave,
because,
I've started a new chapter in my life.
and it started,
a year ago today.
It's not really a poem, but I'm so glad I was able to get this out.
I told my self i'd never write a love song,
nor a love poem,
nor try to express it in any way,
Because at the time i never knew how to explicitly express it,
I still feel bitter expressing feelings that I could not have before,
Time has passed and were further apart then we ever were,

We don't say words we usually would say,
We don't talk like we used to,
We only talk every so often and when were alone we walk in silence
We don't love like we used to,
We don't look at each other like we used to,

Seven years will have passed and we still won't be together,
It's not easy moving on after you said you loved me,
But were still young are we not?
How could we have ever known what it's like?
I'm telling you seven years of devotion,
Seven years of pain, seven years of wanting to be with an *******,
Seven years of loving someone who could only love his smokes & ****,
To give them up  for me,
You didn't keep that promise you made,
I can't believe I loved someone who hurt my best friends,
Who critized everyone he met,
Who poked and prodded at everyone's weak side,
Who as if stripped me naked and laughed at my most feared insecurity,
Who told me he finally manned up to tell me how he felt,
And then changed his mind constantly,
Which will it be?

Time's running out, don't you see?
We have dont'have time anymore, to give this a shot,
So let's go at this with every fibre of our being we've got
better to face your fears,
Then to later regret in our older years.
I'm tired of fighting these tears,
One day will be early or to late,
I'll be gone before you can think straight,
Should've never done those drugs,


You ask me why?
Why i'd fall for someone like that?




Because I believed that there is good in everyone,
even if their past and future have never changed for the better,
 Nov 2011 Holly Freeman
Linaji
11-11-11- past 11a.m.

I missed it.

I wanted for me what happened to my friend
in Australia
She was walking down the street and at
11-11-11- 11a.m.
almost everyone around her
took a bow to such powerful numbers
11-11-11-11a.m.

(Perhaps we shall be saved she said)

Today, my 11-11-11, I was shopping for my lovers feast;
Hummus and crispy organic veggies
Fresh beets and pure ****** olive oil
Local goat cheese to die for

My phone alarm rang letting me know it was 11:10
(I did not hear it) as I was talking to Max my grocer

About:

Just picked Arugula and sweet Irish butter
(To mound a top San Francisco sour dough)
He hinted to me not to miss out

On:

Butternut squash and meaty pomegranates
"A lucky omen" he said, "on a day like today."

“What do you mean A day like today?” I said
“Well it’s 11-11-11” he smiled
“Oh my goodness” I faintly cried (almost too loud),
“I missed it!” (I saw the time on the wall where I was shopping)
“Missed what?” he said
"Missed out on experiencing 11-11-11-11.a.m."

“Oh my dear you missed nothing”, he said as he reached toward me with
A huge ripe pomegranate.  I felt flush from wanting something
that now seemed so gone.

“No”, Max pointed out,  “you have more than feeling a set of numbers
In the movement of the day”,

“You were here planning a feast for a loved one
(yes I told him it was a lovers dinner)
What could be more in acknowledging the power of life

Than love?”


I said nothing as I beamed and took that pomegranate and

Ohhhh

I felt so good.



Linaji 2011

(an almost true story)
“I don’t believe in love”
He said
“There’s just this
Sycophantic idea with forever
And that somehow our passion
Could last exactly that long”

I think about you
And I almost believe him
But I know
I can love you forever

I am too good at bear hugs
And am fully flexible
When it comes to Kama Sutra napping
I can hold you in slumber
From any angle

I know there are days
Where I fall so far apart
The slow drag of my soul
Along the ground
Pieces me back together a little *****

I am a little *****
Especially when it comes to my mouth
I say things sometimes
That surprise the disgusting

I hope you like ***** talk

And I hope you can be patient
Forever is a long time to love somebody

I mean
Centuries from now
After my soul has doubled back
On it’s ***** self
So many times I come back as just a flower
I will still try and smell nice for you

And I will try and stay alive in
Whatever *** you drown me in
For as long as I can

I mean
I can’t live forever
But as long as I do
I am fully capable
Of loving you
Lemme know if the format is a little off. I am trying to use stanzas more than just the line for line thing I was doing before.
Love, like song, is fast
and slow;
A dance to the rhythmic beating
of a heart.
Badump.  Badump.
They twirl, those two,
while lights flicker and fade
around them;
Fleeting, lucent images pass
their eyes
in grand splendor.
originally written October 1st, 2011
The moment she walked away,
Her smile turned to a frown,
She had to go no matter how her heart wanted to stay,
He hurt her,
Left her broken,
She'll always remember what they were,
Darkness fills her mind,
She wants to feel nothing,
She can't believe she thought he was kind,
She was blind,
Love broke her,
Made her weak,
Now she believes her future is plain and bleak,
She loved a heart breaker,
She loved who he was,
"This Is what love does"
"Love cuts deep",
So much you have no choice but to break out and weep,
She tried her best
But I guess he just wasn't impressed.
Not my best but I tried <3
Today, I took the highway,
as far as it would go.
I long to get away from here,
some time alone, you know?

I need time to sort my feelings,
and time to feel my needs,
I need to get off solid ground,
and float within the seas.

I feel so weighed down right here,
with my feet stuck in the dirt.
But I know where I need to go,
to wipe away the hurt.

I make my way to Halls Harbor,
to gaze out at the sea,
the sun is nearly setting,
it's a lovely place to be.

~

The smell of salt comes to me,
as silent as can be.
It takes my mind to better times,
that only I, alone, can see.

I make my way onto the dock,
and jump down from the lip,
I touch down on polished rocks,
and gaze at a big ship.

It's boards are strong and sure,
like I know I need to be,
and as that ship takes to sail,
it's wake comes to my knees.

I feel the sting of  salt-spray,
as the ship passes me by.
I feel the chill from the bay,
but a sunbeam finds my eye.

It's only then I realize,
that upon the setting sun,
that ship that sailed before my eyes,
is not the only one.

~

And as I watch their sails fly,
I let my troubles wash away.
Those ships are carried by my sighs;
freedom is what they all portray.
Halls Harbor is a nice little place where I go to escape the world. The waves wash over the rocks and the rocks shift and create a sound that's quite entrancing. Watching the sunset listening to the waves and the rocks and tasting the salt is quite awe-inspiring for those of you who have ever experienced it. <3
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