Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 Oct 2014 individuality-exists
ky
it's weird
to think
there was
a time
i didnt
know you.
because now
you're all i think about
and the only one i
want to give my time to.
you're holding
my heart
in the palms of
your hands.
please, don't drop it.
when your hands
start feeling
heavy from the
burden of my love,
just give it back
gently.
It
And then it came rushing over her
The fascination and fear of the unknown; of it
when she thought about it

she wanted so much much to explore every inch of it, study its mind and get lost in the staggering thought of being with *it
Her head was swimming just by the thought of it. But the idea of something, anything, can be poisonous. Just like it.
~

Vague thoughts of you
leave a lingering taste
on my tongue

Thoughts of you
'there',
memories of you
'somewhere far away'

They merge
so delicately
and with such
a tenderness,
yet are still laced
with a sadness
that lingers on my tongue also

Unable now, to remember
the exact moments
I'm trying to forget

Someday
I'll recall them
but will I want to,
will I need to
when all I have here
is the 'now'
a place
where the past will never be.

~
Aaargh!!!  Haven't put pen to paper in ages!!!
(not sure what's happened)
There's a pain in my heart,
So strong I can't ignore.
It keeps me up all night,
It keeps me up 'til four.

People know of my pain,
Know what I've lost.
But they don't know how I feel,
They can't see beneath the frost.

And while the whole world is happily dreaming,
I lay my head on my damp pillow and stare at the ceiling.

For when the moon comes to put us all to sleep,
I escape this nightmare;  I awake just to weep.
You’re all smiles while I lurk
You played dead while I did all the work
Waited so long for you to get on your feet
And when you did, you decided you didn’t need me
The world doesn’t need another song about love
But I need to get this out somehow
I’m hoping on some help from above
Till like you, I can take a bow
So let me rest now
Let me dream
For in dreams I can escape this cruel reality
A world where everyone wears a mask,
Plays a role, holding fast to empty promises
That always takes a toll
I suspect there was another spirit in your mist
Will she rewire you and teach you how to kiss like her
I guess I had this coming
I pulled you in when you felt like running
Someone’s got to teach me how to not give a ****
Cause glamorous ideas never make good plans
Don’t tell me being numb
hurts less than a scar.
Don’t tell me feeling nothing
hurts less than a bruise.

After a while nothing
is, but not caring
turns to more pain
than you can imagine.

The only reason not to feel
is because of pain.
I’m told to feel nothing
because words don’t hurt.

Words hurt more than anything
the names I was called
changed who I was
and still hurt now.

You may say it once
but I repeat it.
over and over
until I believe it.

It turns to reality
my whole life story
'till it’s all I see
when I think of me.

And you can say it’s me
who picks up that knife
to hurt myself
but it’s not my fault.

It’s your words
that lift that knife.
And it’s your words
that put it in my arm.

And it’s your words
that I repeat
as I search for death
in everything.

It’s your words
that make me hate me.
And it’s your words
that made me this way.

Your words
take the form of a knife.
The knife that hurts me,
The knife I now need.

And I stand here
wondering how
you could possibly
not know.

Am I really that good
at pretending I’m fine?
that the words you’re saying
aren’t cuts in my arm?

Or is it just
that you don’t care?
That I’m really a no one,
just like you said?

Because to myself
I’m just your insults.
I’m just what you call me,
a person to hate.

All I am is your cruel words.
Here's my reply
Yes
I don't need to be by your side
Of every waking minute
I don't have to tell you
Baby I love you
I don't want to see you
Waist deep in your own tears
Afraid that I won't love you
When mascara runs quicker than fear
You asked me
Several times in less than an hour
How can I love you
When your nothing than an emotion wreck
My reply was as simple as saying
I was the deer caught in the headlights
Happy to leave my blood on your bumper
I shouldn't have to answer every question
Because you already know the answer
Long before it spews off this tongue
I'm so madly in love with you
Criminally insane people call the kettle black
If you saw what I see
How many tears wouldn't roll down
Those rosy hills on your face
How can I be your hero
When you can't be my sidekick
I depend on you just as as much as you do me
You asked me
So it's my turn to ask you
Will you let me love you
The way I know you love me
Next page