Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sarah Jan 2014
to feel the sunrise of a day
and the warmth in its rays
to feel the smother of lips
and the strength of an embrace
to feel a heart beat just within mine
and know its there to stay
to feel safety in exposing a life line
and trust that it won't be in vein
to feel a sigh in a steady gaze
and the promise to love no matter the pain
to feel the joy in a memory
and hear the laughter in comfort
to feel anything at all
and not stop the terrifying splendor
Sarah Jan 2014
three concepts flirt along the lines of love
swaying and straying
drunkenly playing.
hearts are intertwined
inevitable destruction ensues.
and still the pendulum dangerously swings.
cool girl
rule girl
instant gratification girl
whose morals swirl.
Sarah Jan 2014
Let me take you away.
A whisper in the wind,
A quiet self owned melody
Sung only for me.
Just with the word my mouth would twitch
Excitement in my throat.
A laugh at the silly thought.
Child foolishness.
Two seconds long.
Growing,
Flowing throughout my whole being.
My soul being swept away
From the mere feeling that you’re here.
A flicker of hope.
A maybe thing.
An encouraged dream.
And I close my eyes.
Oh, the beautiful escape;
AWAY.
An offer left up to me
With you waiting just to see.
Wanting so much to set me free.
Without meeting your eyes
Without realizing your disguise
To see if there is truth behind these simple words.
A pinch of anger, despair.
Why should you care?
Why now?
Why not?
Why wait.
To think I almost gave in before.
My eyes shoot open.
Then shift down to the floor.
Emotion makes its mark in my eye.
And I wipe till they're dry,
But they won't stop their free fall.
You reach out.
Lift my face to your eyes.
Oh, those sweet eyes,
Clear as day,
I can see your pain.
Like lightning through your hand
To mugged heart,
I surge with empathy.
And I gather all my strength just to look away
With words of wisdom replayed.
Pain takes its final toll in my barren chest.
I lift my cold hand to yours
With strength no more.
Trembling hand and all
You crush me in embrace.
My heart melts in your arms.
With no more fight left inside
I try not to unfold.
Slipping never felt so easy.
Black stains appear on your white shirt,
My mask is uncovered.
All washed.
Every place I would run and hide is stripped from me.
Till I'm left with nothing but me.
And I am finally
Completely free.
Sarah Jan 2014
Love puts the music in laughter,
the beauty in song,
the warmth in a shoulder,
the gentle in strong.

Love puts the magic in memories,
the sunshine in skies,
the gladness in giving,
the starlight in eyes.

Love puts the fun in together,
the sadness in apart,
the hope in tomorrow,
and the joy in the heart.
Sarah Jan 2014
As she stepped outside
A drop fell,
A refreshing chill on her face.
The cool mist subdued
The summer warmth.
She held his hand as they
Neared the car,
But as the rain started down
She let go,
Giggled, and shook her sandals off.
She let her hair down
And spread her arms
Twirling in the shower,
Carefree.
She jumped from
Puddle to puddle
Never missing one step.
Splashing her inner
Child to freedom.
Thunder and a bolt of light.
He caught her arm
Just before she fell,
Held her close,
And they danced;
Moving to the
Symphony of a summer storm.
Sarah Jan 2014
A broken family,
they never knew.
A heartless apology
they all saw through.
So he shrugs,
the miniature man,
and sighs, 'say goodbye.'
But this blind fellow
he can't really see past lies.
And the apology teller,
his mother cries into the night;
'Make Your hand known here.
Please take my baby,
and bring him back home to You.'
And this uncommon tale,
a tale with no end so far,
it likes to replay itself
in many a marriage.
A problem the miniature man
likes to solve
with the band-aid,
'irreconcilable issues.'
So the conclusion they came to,
the 'answer' to this
didn't solve anything.
All they ended with
was a broken family,
they never knew.
Sarah Jan 2014
I wonder if, when a scar is made
In adolescence,
It festers deeper.
With growth it develops disfigured,
And the process of renewal
Is twisted and everlasting and extra-messy.
And when it's explained,
It's explained away.
But it's a something to you,
And it's why you grew the way you grew.
*And that scar is the reason why,
Even in its determined mediocrity.
Next page