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Fake love that stretched me cheeks to a slope too steep and now my lies chaise me in my dreams who can sleep when happiness dictates you nightmares Over exaggerating idealistic scenarios only to boost my hopes and motivation without any recognition of success for my to suppress who I am Remorse of lost emotions that I never had the luxury of experiencing. Joy to watched children dance in the light and to the rhythm of laughter, punish me for my lack of interest in an idea so trivial, that only someone who doesn't know pain could accept Gracious temporary hosts who held me close and told me to try, try again and were my only friends and who saw my end only to never let me go ever again Individual alone time, lonely songs sang to the wall and the rooftops on my lungs while they are burning beneath me Various memories infection my body; nerve spasms, flinching, clenching, screaming, shaking, horrific past events in which I had no control over much like my body Everyone who left leaving only one to rely on, to lean on, to cling on to have my back to which I am lying flat, wind knocked out of me by reality
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
F.O.R.G.I.V.E
Fake love that stretched me cheeks to a slope too steep and now my lies chaise me in my dreams who can sleep when happiness dictates you nightmares Over exaggerating idealistic scenarios only to boost my hopes and motivation without any recognition of success for my to suppress who I am Remorse of lost emotions that I never had the luxury of experiencing. Joy to watched children dance in the light and to the rhythm of laughter, punish me for my lack of interest in an idea so trivial, that only someone who doesn't know pain could accept Gracious temporary hosts who held me close and told me to try, try again and were my only friends and who saw my end only to never let me go ever again Individual alone time, lonely songs sang to the wall and the rooftops on my lungs while they are burning beneath me Various memories infection my body; nerve spasms, flinching, clenching, screaming, shaking, horrific past events in which I had no control over much like my body Everyone who left leaving only one to rely on, to lean on, to cling on to have my back to which I am lying flat, wind knocked out of me by reality
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
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