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Apr 2016
It's just you come and go like the ******* tide
I hate salt water it burns my eyes
I clutch my ribs so late at night
Aching and cold beyond the light
Less than nothing between us now
Lowered eyes; a furrowed brow
Those baby blues could tear me down
Passion lost but not yet found
It's just you ebb and flow like a summer wind
Sometimes you caress and sometimes you sting
Sometimes you scream and sometimes you sing
You play with light and you play with wings

I didn't see the pattern I was bruised
Dreams suffocating all trace of you
And so I sat here
**** it I'm still sitting
I saw the end from the beginning

My heart races when I brush past you
Recognition of a passed you
Who used to stir up all my thoughts
Who used to show me what I'm not
My palms will shake like a failing roof
My lungs still struggle it's nothing new
Don't think I ever looked so close

Than when my lashes kissed your nose
4/18/16
Emma N Boyer
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Emma N Boyer  Minocqua, WI | Culver, IN
(Minocqua, WI | Culver, IN)   
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