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and I already feel so lost without you. I understand the whole time thing I do think it’s for the best but I feel physically ill ironic considering contagion normally doesn’t last 1000 miles or maybe its just been dormant since we’ve touched our intentions were, no longer. hesitant, it’s not selfish, caressing one another’s insecurities with bare hands- the lacerations in our skin were still too raw for our adrenaline to forget and now that we’re crashing baby i’m sorry it’s so hard, dilated eyes, bloodshot, electric lights dying out but there is still a flame I see it we can burn these trees to the ground and be reborn from the ashes too we can apologize until even the sky sees that we’re blue **** just listen to my elementary thoughts and humor my wet-glue apology please understand I still don’t quite know how to cleanup my messes but you never complained about the glitter I left on your pillow. I remember the night you held me, as I was dreaming of reality and living unrealistically you made yourself too tangible when you touched my arm even after the embers burned out and after it left its mark you remained. I got accepted into college. And I don’t know what to do with my life. I don’t know what to do without you.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
i got accepted into college
and I already feel so lost without you. I understand the whole time thing I do think it’s for the best but I feel physically ill ironic considering contagion normally doesn’t last 1000 miles or maybe its just been dormant since we’ve touched our intentions were, no longer. hesitant, it’s not selfish, caressing one another’s insecurities with bare hands- the lacerations in our skin were still too raw for our adrenaline to forget and now that we’re crashing baby i’m sorry it’s so hard, dilated eyes, bloodshot, electric lights dying out but there is still a flame I see it we can burn these trees to the ground and be reborn from the ashes too we can apologize until even the sky sees that we’re blue **** just listen to my elementary thoughts and humor my wet-glue apology please understand I still don’t quite know how to cleanup my messes but you never complained about the glitter I left on your pillow. I remember the night you held me, as I was dreaming of reality and living unrealistically you made yourself too tangible when you touched my arm even after the embers burned out and after it left its mark you remained. I got accepted into college. And I don’t know what to do with my life. I don’t know what to do without you.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
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