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Apr 2017
It's been a tough time
I look out into the darkness
At the top of the peak of my
Mountain
Covered in twenty something
Just trying to fight, figure it out
Maybe fight with more gratitude
A little more selflessness.

I close my eyes
Between lines
Wednesday night clamoring on
The speed of sound slipping by
Making plans
The rainy days seems to hold us down
I ache because I wanna be
In the picture perfect
Though I know ain't nothing that way
Of the home you built
On the hearth of what you hold so dear
And I fly in-between takes
Your strong patience
Forever urging me on
And next to you
As I bury myself into my deepest fears
Only to crawl back out
After a long nights sleep
Glad I didn't step and repeat
Into a cave of violence
I've known and breathed in to
So plentiful before.

A slight shimmering sound
Like we all know where we are supposed to stand
But no one does
I watched it all leap from beginning to end
As if it launched out of the screen
Held me by the throat
And said
Good work little one
And as always go on along.

The back of your neck trickles in sweat
When you worry the most
And I often nudge you at night
When you snore
You would write down my meaningless
Sleep filled words
And read them out loud
And lately we try to remember
We keep check on that rhythm
That love
We recognized in each other
Within the first drop of wine.

I remember when
Your back faced me at the bar
I romanticize every ******* thing
But I think you know and love that
And I love that you might love that.

I've trampled through woods and logs
To get to where I stand
And you've rumbled through gravel and goo
To stand in front of me.

If I could nimble by thimble
Carefully piece it all together
So I already knew all the answers I might would
But I'm no math genius
But I sure can kick your *** at checkers
Not chess.

I love you more than anyone.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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