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Quinn Aug 2013
I love you not
Nor will I ever
I could never love you
No matter how hard I can try
I could never give you my soul
For you deserve so much more then the sad soul of this lonely girl
Because I can't put the burden of my heavy heart on your shoulders
For I care for you much more then you shall ever know My dearest
More then you shall ever know
Quinn Aug 2013
Why is it
That when a person is gone
Do you feel your need for them to be there?
Its as if they are toys that you didn't bother playing with when you were little
They were just fixtures in your room
All you wanted was more toys,
Different ones
Because the old ones were never good enough
Then when your parents wanted to get rid of them you protested
But they were already gone
And you felt the sting and pain and need for them to be there
You lost your fixtures
Because of the selfish need for more
Quinn Aug 2013
Your cold abscent arms wrap around me
And as it seems I love you
Everything about you
I love how you make my lips turn blue when you kiss me
Or your constant nipping at my nose
And how you make everything colder
And beautiful
So beautiful
But I fear
One of these days I am going to fall asleep next to you
Fragile and pale
And you'll **** me in my sleep
By a cruel trick of nature
Because all you wanted to do was fall asleep next to me
And hold me tight
Quinn Aug 2013
I like reading
Old peoples poems
They always are filled with an odd sense of knowing
And it makes me feel safe to know someone  **knows
Quinn Aug 2013
Sad eyes
For a sad girl
Its just all the make up I wear
To hide my poor mishapen soul
But I laugh because I look like a racoon
Which is just so
Because I'm rabid at heart
Quinn Aug 2013
"Your mood must be cycling," He said without discretion
Because I didn't want anymore awards
Because it doesn't mean anymore to me then a stupid patch on a stupid shirt
Because I feel more accomplished without it then with it
Because it doesn't matter
It never did
But he would never accept that
"I think you need a better medication." He said with ignorance
All his awards and medals and patches sewn on to perfection and shining like vainity
Quinn Aug 2013
In beautiful waves of
Reds
Old cartoons
Stupid jokes
Laughter ringing in my ear like sunshine
Tangurines
Purples
A mother's hypocracy
A lovely woman, sleeping softly
Rainy Days
Sadness
Bird songs
A beautiful spring dress wore to a morbid event
Greens
The sounds of a young adolecent trying to prove her point
Teals
A child's stubborn nature
Black
The nostalgia comes
To a weary heart
And suddenly I need an asprin
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