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That awkward moment
When your pistol looks
Pretty ******* friendly
I'll simply say
That I'm not the same
Without you
  May 2015 Ronnie James Corbin
Jordan
When your arms were wrapped around me, I felt more beautiful,
With every kiss upon my lips, I slowly became whole.
You completed me, and I didn't even know,
Until one day you weren't there and the flowers within my soul ceased to bloom,
And suddenly, the emptiness was all I felt when I stepped inside a room,
When fall came around, how everything began to change,
But somehow, I seemed to remain the same,
Then winter brought a chill so cold, I longed for the shelter which came from your embrace,
And your eyes that brought warmth and made my heart race,
Spring's hopeful promise to make things new, yet the newness was still tainted with memories of missing you,
Summer snuck up on me,
The sun wiped the tears from my cheeks,
Dehydrating my body, reminding me of your love for which I am so thirsty for,
The salty water greeted my toes as I stood upon the shore,
Reminding me that no tide can ever wash away the pain that rested beneath my core,
Here's to wishful thinking, but I hope that one day you'll look back and regret leaving,
And realize that I was, in fact, everything you wanted and more.
I wanted to help,
but,
People need more than words.
words arn't enough
Oh, how I miss you
You still cast a shadow
In the back of my brain, I feel the sting
Oh, what I'd give to kiss you
And tell you you're forgiven,
I cannot sleep, I cannot eat at all
But I try to force it down,
The memories I'm left with,
But they crawl up through my throat
And knock out all my teeth
So I can't enunciate the words
"I'm not over you"
I've given up on letting go
Pretty self explanatory.
It's hard being an optimist trapped in a cage of chemical imbalance
I always hope for the best, but I feel the worst on the wind
and the malice in my mouth
when I grind my teeth anxiously,
Hoping for something, anything of interest to come and inspire me
Restore my heartbeat, my chest explodes violently, fiery
A blooming flower with a soft epiphany
Bond again with my soul, a spectral synergy
My world is black and grey, Yet still,
Colored vividly
Title explains it. I wish I could put these thoughts into words that made more sense. I'm sorry.
Eyes are weary,
I'm weak, in theory
My thoughts are dreary,
'Cause I loved you, dearly.
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