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Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
At eternal rest you shall be,
forever forgotten by me.
You are out of my sights,
No longer taking my rights.
Away from my head,
I am nothing you led.
Bother me no more,
Watch me finally soar
Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
And be released onto the streets

Where nothing eats

Because lost and nothing is all we are.

Loose beneath the stars

Sadness has taken its toll

I gave away my soul
Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
Hello?
Are you home,
Or leaving me to roam?
Did you disappear,
Leaving this pain to sear?
Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
A package arrived yesterday
and it was from you without say.
I called to ask as I sit,
but you urged my to open it.
There was a necklace inside.
I felt like my insides died.
What a fool I am!
I put it on, then fell asleep with it.
Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
I heard a sorry escape your lips today.
Your eyes looked painfully away
I had still had nothing to say
Yet I stayed to listen.
Around your fingers, you twirled your pen
As you spoke about how it should have been.
You read my letter
And took some time to ponder,
You finally stopped hoping I would push away
Leave the conclusion behind us.
You accepted finally that deep down,
What you did brought me pain.
You said you could do whatever I wanted.
Leaving much from my lips unsaid.
You said you know you left me red.
You know it hurts when we talk,
When we walk
When we are near
Your skin feels like it is going to sear through
Like I single touch could re-begin the process.
Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
When one has a rough few weeks
She thinks about reverting to old ways
Peeling away the wallpaper she plastered herself in
Ripping open a scab made yesterday, over yesterday
Her world seems to be ripping apart
She can’t change a thing without thinking about it
How easy would it be?
She could go back to long jeans and turtlenecks
No one would suspect a thing during the cold days.

When one has a rough few weeks
She thinks about reverting to old ways
She almost does, then she remembers
Remembers how difficult it is to fix it every time.
She have the scars to prove it.
Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
Where did we go?
Lost in the abyss of cloudy memories
Wound up so low,
We will never find the keys
You threw away.
Yet you always say,
"I love you.
Always will, always have.
I will do whatever you want,
Simply ask, and I will do."
Your words stick like glue
I keep you words in mind
knowing I have been blind.
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