Ryan Galloway: Favorites

Mar 2014 Ryan Galloway

Chris

You know, I almost called the other night.
Almost.
I’d like to think that
you would’ve almost picked up,
and I would’ve almost said something.
It’s a good thing I’ve almost lost your number;
I could get lonely someday
and forget that you almost wanted to stay.
I forget a lot nowadays.
I almost called the other night, you know.
But I’ve learned that “almost”
only counts in “I love you’s”
and “goodbye’s”.
Maybe I’ll almost sleep tonight.
It’s strange that I keep dreaming
about the night we walked around the city.
I always end up on the park bench
by your house,
waiting.
I’ve almost stopped wishing you’d show up.

Mar 2014 Ryan Galloway

What am I?

Mar 2014 Ryan Galloway

Craig Harrison

What am I?

When you say I'm not a proper man, what am I then?
I read and write, I like poetry and I like romance
I might not like fighting or drinking like most men
but I'm not ashamed to admit that I have feelings and I'm not scared to express them

I like to watch ballet and listen to Opera
I like a bit of Mozart and some Beethoven
one of my favorites is Pachelbel's Canon in D
I think it's right when a man gets down on his knee

I believe in love, princes and princesses
I watch films like The Notebook and The Lake House
I like walks on the beach and watching the sun set
and I get scared when I come in contact with a threat

I like antiques and museums
I like art and shopping
So I might not be the same as other men
but if I'm not a proper man what am I then

I like football, I like fast cars
I want to take a trip to the planet Mars
I don't like cleaning, I've never had my nails done
I like women and I've always wondered what it'd be like to shoot a gun

So if I'm not a proper man, what am I then?

This is the second one, I hope you like it.

Mar 2014 Ryan Galloway

Broken Mirror

Mar 2014 Ryan Galloway

Jacques Prévert

Broken Mirror

That small man who always sang
That small man who danced in my head
That small man with youth
Undid his shoelaces
And broke all the barracks of the festival
Suddenly everything collapsed
And in the silence of the festival
In the ruin of the festival
I heard your happy voice
Your voice so torn and fragile
Innocent and desolate
Came from afar and called me
And I put my hands on my chest
where they trembled ******
Seven broken pieces of mirror
with your twinkling smile

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

Concession: a limerick

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

PrttyBrd

Concession: a limerick

There once was a boy over yonder
Who gave the girls something to ponder
And I must confess
Though loathe to acquiesce
Despite my denial, I've grown fonder

;)
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Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

Tick Tock

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

kaleigh michelle

Tick Tock

Tick. Tock.* One. Two. Three. Four. Lost in thought. Distracted and gone. Time passing by like a whirlwind. My mind is wandering again. The voices in my head overshadow my thoughts. I think too much. Sometimes my thoughts are too overwhelming. Why won't they stop? Why do all my thoughts lead back to this? I just want them to end. I want them all to end. I want to feel alive again. I want to breath without suffocating. Live without drowning. I lie awake at night. Crying. Thinking. Desperately wanting to find an escape. Someone please save me, before these thoughts **** me slowly.

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

Saving Grace

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

kaleigh michelle

Saving Grace

Vulnerable and closed off. Insecure and scared. Afraid of what could go wrong. So desperately crying out. Needing someone to notice. Needing someone to care. But yet she doesn't show it. She doesn't let people know her secret. Instead, she's the girl you'd never expect. Happy, smiling, carefree. All a show to hide the pain. Mask the real her. Day after day the pain is more real. More intense. Screaming and threatening to come out. Explode and leave everyone to clean up the mess. But if you only knew. Behind the facade is a person. A person people should get to know. Loving and gentle. Passionate and caring. Wanting to experience and be alive. Feel alive. Wanting to spread her wings and soar. But she's weighed down. Pushed back down by the conflict. So I guess you could say she's broken. Her wings can't fly. She's just waiting for someone to come fix her. Someone to be her saving grace.

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

Voices

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

kaleigh michelle

Voices

Alone and guarded. Ashamed and afraid. Hoping and praying one day she could break free. Free from the struggles. Free from the pain. Let go of the anger. Let go of the hurt. Over and over she tried to make it stop. All she wanted was for it to go away. Leave her alone. Set her free. But it kept her chained down. Relentlessly pursuing her every thought. Making her question. Making her believe. Just once, could they be silent? Just once could she see? The light that gave her hope was all she needed. But it too was fading. Under the voices. Under the noise. Her everything was shattered. Crumpled and gone. There was nothing left. No hope. No freedom. All she could do now was wait. Wait until they pulled her completely in. And forced her to drown in the voices. The voices in her head.

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

Why?

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

kaleigh michelle

Why?

Lost in confusion. She didn't understand. How could she just leave her? Leave her to deal with the pain. The guilt. The tears and the dreary days. She needed her. How could she go on? How could she live? Going through the motions of each day. How could she stop caring? Could she get over this? She wanted her to feel good again, but she couldn't lose her. It just couldn't happen. She wouldn't let it happen. Whatever it took, she wasn't gonna lose her. She wasn't supposed to be an angel. *That's my job.

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

Your Love is My Drug

Feb 2014 Ryan Galloway

kaleigh michelle

Your Love is My Drug

I cling to you. Your love fill my lungs with the air I so desperately need to survive. Your kisses ignite a fire that burns in my bones. I'm drunk off your smile and I want to overdose on your laugh. I crave your touch. I'm high off of you. It's like you're my drug. My only way of getting through the day. I'm an addict. But I need you to save me from my addiction. Desperately I hold on as I fall. Fall in love with you.