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Sep 2017
The sun warmed me
Through the hints of my window
And I comfort myself
In the throws of sleep
And sleeplessness.

Progress
Every little bit is a piece of progress
I  know we wanna
Can't help but sit
In front of each other
And all my warrior women and I know
I'm sorry to say
That I deserve better.

But I knowingly acknowledge
That you do too
I'll never really be
What you think you want.

And I surrender to that fact
I'm like a colorful hurricane
Dancing along the roofs of houses
Causing a little bit slight destruction
Leaving a mark
So that the rest of the town
Can rebuild itself.

I guess I'll go out with you
For what I hope to be one last time
My body is dragging today
And I know we both remember
Where we were at this time last year
And perhaps that is why
We
Yearn.

I do believe in my heart
Like so many before you
That the yearning is only temporary
I pretended like you didn't exist
For 6 months
And cried at the foot of your door
Like I did so many times before
And its just too late
Because I see this just as it is.

Its time to shower
Stop editing
Present and go.
Present and go.

Thats what you always wanted.



Thats what I always wanted.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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