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p-n Jul 2023
placate the thoughts in your mind
he once said in a loving voice
a moment of weakness to remind
the love he shared was the most

return to me, my love
she replied endearingly
a wish she could not dispose of
-for he had loved her whole-heartedly

forgive me for my action
he would plead with her
but this failed love transaction
could not bring back her whisper

he turns to night's embrace
with tears painfully stricken down,
the emotions distorting his face,
for he had left her to drown

in dearest to the one he adored-
these fruitless actions will he forever abhor
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p-n Jul 2023
just you, only you
can make the
rhythms of
my heart, swoon

only you
will ever captivate
the entirety of
my eyes

only you
do I write
infatuation with
my heart

only you
will I see,
this world of
You and Me
even if you need me a year, two years, five years, ten years from now, my heart will still remain open for you

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p-n Apr 2022
the burden of another
holds little value to each other.
we grasp a branch and hold on tight
yet loosen up when the time is right.

we want someone to call our own
but end up leaving them all alone.
the brutal cycle continues on
until the victim is fatally gone.

yet in their departure, our eyes may cry
that they had left without a single goodbye.
so to another, we will run
until this evil act is finally done.

however, our deeds are often for naught
for all the evil it has brought.
the pain and misery of the former
endlessly torment the performer.
p-n Nov 2021
The epitome of what could have been,
I strike a match that ignites a fire in the sky.
My actions leave me with a half-hearted grin;
for I had realized you had left me to die.

You left me in another's embrace,
leaving me to be at war with myself.
You rejected me in this forsaken place,
running away to selfishly save yourself.

You left me when I needed you the most,
breaking me apart, ripping me in two.
You discarded me like a ghost,
so I turn to my malice—shattering the sky in two.

You knew I was yours, and you were mine.
But I guess... our fates were never meant to align.
Wrote this inspired by the new Netflix show Arcane and the song: What Could Have Been by Sting and Ray Chen.

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