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p Aug 2016
frigid water
raw skin
chattering teeth

waiting for warmth

take the plunge
dive in
hold me

because i don't want to face this alone
p May 2016
i want it to work
i want it to be you
more than anything

but wanting something isn't always enough.
p Sep 2015
i didn't think i would
but i did
i am

i am falling for you
and i can't stop now
so i can do is hope
hope that you are falling for me too
p Mar 2015
i'm trying so hard to write
but it's hard to have your feelings right at the surface
floating like a decaying fish in a lake
an eyesore
something you can't  stay away from
a leach  
******* your energy and happiness away

its hard when you realize that the love you felt wasn't love at all
and no matter how hard you try, it never will be

my feet hurt
my shoes are worn from the places i've been
i don't want to go anywhere else
i want to feel
i want to feel love again
i want to feel you in my arms
i want to hear you say those two words that i desperately need to hear
"i'm sorry"
but i know you'd be lying
and yet, my ears ring
and hope for those words to leave your lips

i'm trying so hard
but you're not trying at all
it's hard to talk when no one is listening
draft
p Mar 2015
please don't make me hate loving you
don't make me hate the ache i get in my chest
please don't make me hate myself for being so stupid

please
.
p Mar 2015
they tell you they will be there for you
like your shadow that kisses the pavement
but the sun sets and the shadow leaves
like everyone seems to be doing these days
and i need someone when the night is black and my eyes can't stay closed

i need you
p Feb 2015
it's bittersweet
like licking the adhesive on an envelope
the after taste lingers on your tongue

and what the hell am i supposed to do?
i'm trying
but all i want to do is sleep
and i feel like my heartbeat is slowing down
and my eyes don't light up when i see certain things
i don't feel like myself anymore
i feel alone
and i don't want to talk
but,
those grains of sugar make it somewhat worth it
but the bitterness is still present

so the bittersweet taste still lingers on my tongue as the mailman takes my letter and mails it to the person i miss more than anything.
this doesn't make sense.
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