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memories.
forgotten freedom.
caught insomnia
in a mausoleum,
fighting nausea.
am i doin well?
drool against my will
until the light floods in.

sunday tunnel vision.
perfect colorblind.
ill-prepared and scared.
falling way too high.
don't change the subject.
my stomachs upset.
burning lovesick.
stick together eye to eye.

stitch letters together
into dated wisdom.
winds of change approaching,
much too proud to listen.
mortgage mortuaries,
buried in my debt.
have you ever slept?
i dreamt a dream then i forgot.
I have fallen in love with the way your tired eyes
stare around blankly.
I have fallen in love with your smile,
yes, the cracked one.
I have fallen in love with the chills
you bring me.
I have fallen in love with the
silence you give me.
I have fallen in love with your scars,
your contagious pain.
I have fallen in love with your life story,
all the tears and hope you have ever had.
I have fallen in love with the way you avoid me,
when you look away instead of look at me.
I have fallen in love with you,
and I don't know much else.
I have fallen in love with you.
*I have fallen for you.
And you have given up on me, haven't you?

it's been a little while since i posted my last poem x)
streaming down the cheeks of sky
dire and forlorn
languid rays of moonlit smiles
in softest feathers born
molten lay the path of stars
with shadows high and long
through silken flights of tranquil dreams
our night shall kiss the morn
in million beats a heart does die
as scents of moment fade
i tenterhook at beams of moon
and spin our nights away
I fell in love last night in the eight-hour time when I rested my eyes

I could fly but wouldn't realize the dream becoming lucid even

just to realize the falseness of the perfect woman I arrested in my sleep

never did I think of how we met or why she could have descended

from the sky and I wouldn't have thought twice for I might ruin

the illusion  I didn't know was one but it couldn't be I felt her with me

I held her softy but tight as could be

but she escaped me

got her wings when I refused mine and now they're gone

as the straight-jacket cinder-block reality I wake up in clips them

I'm trying to place her face what she looked like

how her voice sounds why she made me happy

makes

all I have left is a vivid slice of the best night in a while

that felt like years and miles

I'm lying in bed and she leans to kiss my face

though I never saw hers

this world asleep is a pond of still water

and she is my mind's daughter
just because a rattlesnake changes his skin; it doesnt make him anyless a rattlesnake.
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