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May 2019
I search and long for meaning
I want to just do nothing and fill up
My night with a luxurious rest
Lovers come in pairs
I wonder at the ultimate emptiness by my side
The articles being released lately
About women being solid
On their own.

I wrote in pen on my walls
A sharpie once even
I want to paint and paint it all away
Someday.

The feeling I get of wanting to reach to you
It gets harder everyday
I know we both probably just want to relax
We're finally getting along
I can't go back
I can't go back to wondering
I can't go back to secretly policing
I can't go back to sharing
I can't go back
No, not to you
Not for you
Not even for me.

I miss you
Is all I want to say
But I'll think it and say it to myself
And trust in the quiet
Though it aches
I know my time it is plentiful
But it winds down.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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