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Jun 2013
heavy home
disillusioned abode
home is heavy
and yet it has a sense of comfort
for these misplaced affections.
pillars white as the shame they
hide. stars bright as the days I've
tried.

i despise these symmetrical lines
they are not art
they are NOT ART
i want them off take them off why are they still
here
i want them gone////
this symmetry is unappealing
you are being the sluttiest *****, my dear.
everyone knows why you pull down your skirts.

nothing stays hidden for long.
/////

take me from schoolgirl
to lost soul to
sad little sack
in
30 seconds or
less.
don't slow down.
take me everywhere.

you want to feel thunder? well I have your
light show right here baby.
I have it right here. reach into my mouth
and grab what you please.
i will talk if you ask. i will tell you what
i can bring myself to say.
(i am still afraid of words)

remember that time when it got to be
too much for me
so you held me in your arms
on your bed
and told me stories that made
everything fade but made my heart pound
and my eyes burn and and and
it all exhausted my body
and it was like you had no regard
for
yourself
as long as i felt better
because i cried so hard and i was so grateful
for that release.

~I'm always here to make you cry~

The most romantic words I've ever heard.
Deana Luna
Written by
Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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