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  Feb 2015 Robert Guerrero
Mystery Girl
Valentine's Day is not a
Day for those in love
To show their love
That's an everyday thing
It's a day for the lonely
Made to make them
Feel even more alone
To feel unloved
Unwanted
It's a day
To sell chocolate
That'll make them
Feel slightly better
Before it all gets worse
Robert Guerrero Feb 2015
Lonely nights and empty chest
This Valentines day is just like another day
Valentine less since 2009
Each chocolate whispering I love you I love you not
Every rose pedal wilting
I know I dont want temporary
I want something meaningful and almost permanent
Never know he might die before me or me before him
Oh I forgot to introduce myself
I'm Tabitha, I'm 18, 19 eventually
I have a cute little white girl *****
***** just big enough for me
I'm a simple poet
Look at me being creepy
Trying to sell myself to somebody
I think this chocolate was laced
I'm rambling
God why does love always get confusing
I like guys too far away
Or people eventually leaving behind closed doors
Maybe I'm destined to be some old cat lady person
Anyways I'm going back to work
Maybe I'll get a valentine tonight
Even though he's cute and a poet too
He's so weird but that perfect weird
But again he's too far away
At least I get to hear his voice
When I get off work
I guess we can call it a date
Robert Guerrero Feb 2015
Bouquet of roses
Box of chocolates
Teddy bear stuffed with the finest cotton
Yeah baby I went all out for you
But where are you
Walked away the day after my birthday
4 days and you only have your silence to keep
Guess I was wrong to say I love you
Guess it was my fault for being so stupid
Happy Valentine's Day anyways
Guess you deserve that at least
Oh and thanks for ******* me over
Nice to know you cared oh so much about me
Robert Guerrero Feb 2015
I couldnt say I believe in you
I couldnt say i walk in your name
But every breath I seem to take
Your the one thing getting shoved
Down my trachea
Biting down on silver bullets
Watching your disciples crucify me
Torturing me with senseless mumbo jumbo
About how Im going to hell when I die
Yet they cant see in it my eyes
They're too blinded by hopes of eternal life
Walking down the golden streets of heaven
If angels and demons existed
What the **** would it make me
Im inhuman compared to these vile creatures
If you made them in the image of you
Then now I see the real devil
Your name itself holds no value
At least the devil has a face to the name
You, just your son
You sentenced to die
You did nothing
Let it all happen
Youre the ruthless aggression
All cower before
I'm just the guy waiting to die
I dont care what awaits me
I just wish you knew
I dont give a **** about religions
I'm a mortal god
Judger of my own sins
Crimes I only commit against me
Sentencer to my own punishment
You let books and false prophets
Predict a future no one knows
Maybe we should all just die
Tell me if you find heaven or hell then
But when you wake up and see me over you
Laughing at how irrelevant your beliefs
Have come to be
Dont say a word
I want to watch as you cry
Because I know the only thing waiting for me in death
Is a darkness death itself is afraid of
I'm not condemning religion. I dont care for it. I just hate when people think they have the right to preach to me when I ask not to talk about it.
  Feb 2015 Robert Guerrero
Mystery Girl
Late at night I think of you
Your eyes
Your voice
Your smile
And these words
Pour from my pens
You my darling
Are my midnight inspiration
The thoughts that pop up
As I'm trying to sleep
The ones that make me
Turn the lights back on
Repeating the words so I don't forget
The ones I write twelve times
Twelve different ways
Just to find the right combination
You're the ideas I scribble
As they drift in one by one
The bits and pieces I think of
Every now and again
The reason I can write again
And you don't have a clue
That you my dear
Are my midnight inspiration
Robert Guerrero Feb 2015
I'm a survivor of 3 car wrecks
I'm no god
I'm an athiest till day I see one
I'm in love with the idea of love
I'm no man
I'm the boy hiding under his blanket
To scared of the night
I'm an orphan to emotions
Yet I still feel
The jaded truth to me
I'm just a mask
I'm a name with no face
A body without a soul
A life no longer worth living
If you saw me
You'd only know I'm as dead as corpses
I'm the jester making everyone laugh
Hiding tears so the mascara doesnt run
I'll take a bow making sure
I keep my head down when I leave the stage
I'm shakespeares tragedy come to fruition
I'm the chalkline on pavement
The bodybag only filled with sorrow
I'll take this time to bid goodbye
Idk if I'll survive this car wreck
The collision of rusty twisted steel with flesh
I only know the intent of why I'm walking the gallows
I'm a ghost coming and going
So maybe its my que
To take my final absence
Robert Guerrero Dec 2014
This ship setting sail
Destined to sink
A whole crew disappeared
No bodies found
Mayday!
Somebody come and save us
Mayday!!
Please I'm begging you
Is anybody out there?!
I'm drowning in the sorrow
The seemingly endless questions
I just need a savior
Not bleeding from a cross
I need a hand in the dark
A reason to pull myself out of this
I'll just keep falling back in
Slipping deeper and deeper every time
MAYDAY!
Can someone answer me
MAYDAY!!
Please I'm begging
IS ANYBODY OUT THERE?!
Guess I'm just another soul lost out at sea
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