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By Arcassin Burnham Out of all of the injustice that I haven't got for people throwing my name in the dirt stomping feet, instead of coming to my face while I make new enemies in that time, for me I kinda liked when these kids misinterp', In that time I wasn't even in school and more rumors piled on from all the hate that i received in the recent years, Around a bunch of ******* cowards just to channel all the anger on , I fist fight in the street with no new tears, they thought I had fear. One day this random girl that added me on instagram was so pretty , I just had to introduce myself, I didn't know what her condition was and kept I taking losses after losses in a state of mind I couldn't bail. fast forward two days later talking to her on the phone with a voice so southern it was like a heaven hotline, I noted to her to her in way of saying that you shouldn't be alone while viewing all these creepy guys, We fell in love instantly after she told me how she felt cause she fighting off mental issues, The same way was I when my anxiety was about 10 on mental scale menu, No matter what I went through, I know that she would come through, when my world was too blue. The last time I ever witnessed her loving embrace, her mental illness put her in a simulation phase, I told her I loved her , my heart was bolder, but my heart wasn't ready when she said she was bipolar, And not like the anger phase more like the forgetful short term memory loss and abandonment, I could be hurt more than this anyway , but this hurt me the most cause when she left I didn't try, to get her back and tell her that I just wanted to be her husband , all I have from her is a picture of blue eyes. I miss you.
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC
Beautiful Eyes IV
By Arcassin Burnham Out of all of the injustice that I haven't got for people throwing my name in the dirt stomping feet, instead of coming to my face while I make new enemies in that time, for me I kinda liked when these kids misinterp', In that time I wasn't even in school and more rumors piled on from all the hate that i received in the recent years, Around a bunch of ******* cowards just to channel all the anger on , I fist fight in the street with no new tears, they thought I had fear. One day this random girl that added me on instagram was so pretty , I just had to introduce myself, I didn't know what her condition was and kept I taking losses after losses in a state of mind I couldn't bail. fast forward two days later talking to her on the phone with a voice so southern it was like a heaven hotline, I noted to her to her in way of saying that you shouldn't be alone while viewing all these creepy guys, We fell in love instantly after she told me how she felt cause she fighting off mental issues, The same way was I when my anxiety was about 10 on mental scale menu, No matter what I went through, I know that she would come through, when my world was too blue. The last time I ever witnessed her loving embrace, her mental illness put her in a simulation phase, I told her I loved her , my heart was bolder, but my heart wasn't ready when she said she was bipolar, And not like the anger phase more like the forgetful short term memory loss and abandonment, I could be hurt more than this anyway , but this hurt me the most cause when she left I didn't try, to get her back and tell her that I just wanted to be her husband , all I have from her is a picture of blue eyes. I miss you.
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Dec 7, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC
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