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You
are the poem
I never knew
how to write
and this life
is the story
I have always
wanted to
tell
One of these days
you'll find that
I have finally
picked myself up
brushed off your words
and moved on
Because I deserve
better
But
I wish it was me
That girl you wanted - dream girl

Or that someone you meant
When you replay that reggae sort of love song

Or in your dream that you never wanted
To wake up from

I wish it was me
But there were other girls.

~~ Criss ∞
Tick-tock-tick-tock
I'm slipping out of you
You're slipping out me
Love, we're slipping out and into somewhere new
Grab a hold of me, of us, of everything in between
Let's slip away, away into each other's again.


~~ Criss ∞
I'm about to get to twenty
About to say goodbye being a teeny
Oh the good life
And let's not forget the good years.

I was thirteen at first,
I was in love with him --
One I thought my first and hoped to be last
But for all I care now, I'm glad I've known him.

I was fourteen,
I ventured into something
That one thing I've been dreaming since child years
I had to let it go, glad I've some cheers.

I was fifteen,
I met another love, he ran in my mind
Yeah, he had a marathon right there
For a couple of years and I'm glad he did.

I was sixteen,
I was still in love with him while entering into
Somewhere that slowly reshaped my way of thinking
There had been stones along the way, I'm glad for 'em.

I was seventeen,
I thought I could make my youth last
But I was beginning to think I'm on a brink of something
I was about to be a lady, I was happy, yes I'm glad for it.

I was eighteen,
Oh and finally I could say I could decide for myself
Hey, I thought I would be happy to go
But I am happy with my parents, I'm glad I have them.

I was nineteen,
I let him go, he broke my heart but
Somebody came, broken too, much more than I
I'm happy, I'm waiting, I'm glad for him.

Tomorrow I'll turn into another year older
Hey, I don't want this to be written for somebody else
This if for me, this time I'll write for me
And for everything and for all I care, I love how my life turned out right now.


~~ Criss ∞
I love myself. I love what I have, what I had, what happened, everything. Not because I want them, but they taught me life lessons that I could not get from somewhere else. Life is good and I'm about to start my #100happydays in a couple of hours.
I found myself listening to your kind of music
I wish the lyrics, they mirror what you're thinking
Hey you're going to make it, just keep holding on
Don't look back, don't hurry up too
Just a step at a time, you'll make it I know
You're a step closer
If only the lyrics mirrored what you've thought of.
These songs,
These feelings,
These thoughts of you --
They reminded me
That summer is long past --
Cold nights are here to stay.
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