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Jan 2014
The rain drips off of your hair
you stare at me
As your smile spreads across your face,
I stare into your eyes
That reflect my soul
Like the puddles on the ground
Reflecting like the raindrops
Running down your pale cheeks
The longer I stare at you,
The more I realize that this is a good as it gets.
You hold me closely
As we sway back and forth.
I wasn't certain about this
Because I never knew how to dance yet.
yet we dance to the rhythms of the raindrops dripping on ground
Holy cow we are slow dancing in the rain!
you grab on to my jacket tightly
And you said don’t let me go

Yet, my arms start slipping away from you
Like to drops of the rain
Leaking from the sky
I try to grab on but it seems like it is no use
I seem to slip and now
You are stuck in the shadows called my past
Now I laying in these four walls
Looking at the ceiling
Knowing I made Mistakes
And knowing that
You won't lend out your hand to me
For one more dance.
And it feels like my world is falling apart,
Like the paint on the walls

heh its funny
I can compare my ego
to this paint,
More you peel me apart,
The more you see who I really am
When you break down my wall of insecurity,
You see how I truly am, fake, rude, selfish
Whatever you call it,
It’s hideous because it drove the only person
That really mattered away.

This Clock laughs at me
When no one is around
“ Cant get sleep can ya?”
“ Its because your conscious is eating you up”
“It is all your fault”
“ tick tock, tick tock”

You haunt my mind
When the moon shines up in cloudy sky
As this ceiling looks like it is melting off,
Like the candle wax in an old cottage

You don't just haunt me at night
The ticks from the clocks in class
Reminds me of how many seconds
You are not with me
If time flies,
I want it to fly away
And to never come back,
So I can just stare at this ceiling.
Jason Cirkovic
Written by
Jason Cirkovic  27/M/Colorado
(27/M/Colorado)   
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