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Hurricane Jan 2019
you lived on through the words ,
and I through the music ,
both existing on pages ,
never quite in sync ,
your sigh could turn a few pages , graceful and light ,
mine could sink a ship somewhere off the Pacific ,
my words looked out of place on the pages ,
yours curved with that sense of heaven ,
my book lies open , unused , upon a desk somewhere ,
while you furiously scribble in yours .
one of my favourites
Hurricane Nov 2018
you are fading ,
i hate change ,
i hate it almost as much as i hate non capitalised letters ,
or poorly punctuated - sentences ,
you may not think you're fading ,
but you are ,
and once you've been drained ,
that will be it ,
there will be no restoration of colour ,
no feeling of content ,
beware my fragile brain because you are fading fast ,
faster than i'd ever have imagined.
i bet you can't even feel the distance
Hurricane Oct 2018
If you felt it too ,
why didn't you speak ?
Did you feel scared ?
was it just me who panicked ?
Perhaps you'd gotten so good at hiding it ,
that by the end it meant nothing ,
a deep fear ,
a confusion unknown .

If you felt it too ,
you should've spoke .
Made me see what you felt ,
no matter how intense ,
I would've understood ,
perhaps even agreed .
But now it's too late and the feelings are fading .

Summer mislead me ,
but autumn has power .
for the last him who changed me
Hurricane Oct 2018
I wonder how much time I could give you ,
If you were more present ,
You already invade my dream state,
My subconscious knows more than me ,
You're invasive ,
In the most wonderful way ,
Tonight I will feel alone .

In the morning when slumber rolls away ,
Previous dreams will drift in ,
Waiting to see if I've figured you out yet ,
What about you helps me tick ,
The clock will strike and away you will go ,
So I will always feel alone .
another year , another guy
Hurricane Oct 2018
As the night comes I feel a chill ,
A gentle peace surveying my room ,
The day while hectic ,
Gives birth to you .
this is a mess
Hurricane Sep 2018
a simple hello ,
we lost each other a while ago ,
we both wanted to stay ,
time took us away ,
so now I'm just checking in .

to see how you've been ,
to make you feel seen ,
not caught up in the worlds tornado .

a simple goodbye ,
give me time to cry ,
as we lose ourselves again .

we both may be fine ,
we both may confine,
ourselves to rooms and roads and air ,
but please don't make it so hard to check in .
Hurricane Sep 2018
It brews in my heart ,
It brews in the rain ,
It brews when you call my name ,

It brews all at once ,
With no reflection or pace ,
It brews when you leave no more space ,

It brews in my brain ,
It brews all the same ,
Whether you're near or far ,
It's something I cannot tame .
messing with rhyme schemes today
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