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Love is blind, or so I'm told
Deaf, blind, and mute, I'll never know
Circumstances change, the way you see
But i know, you're not like me

At least you know, I don't speak lies
I don't hear crying, and I dont see time
My world is dark, a lonely place
But at least for me, I know it's safe

So call me *******, and make your jokes
You don't bother me, I'll never know
They always wonder, do you want them back
But in this ignorant world, I'm not sure I'd last

Thanks but no, I'm rather pleased
Actually I feel bad, you can't live like me
Deaf, blind, and mute, is fine you see
Deaf, blind, and mute, just leave me be
They say that heaven ain't so far away
But everywhere I look
Angels flying all around me
God I miss the ones they've took

And blessed be thy holy spirits
As heavy be our hearts
I wish it was a longer journey
From the light to dark

Cast from this world unto the next
Young lives cut too short
Rest in peace, watch over me
As pawns among gods court
In loving memory of all who I've lost.
Just ten minutes after I'd revved the engine
I was only nine miles away from the love of my life
Day dreaming of when we’d met just eight short months ago
Soaring at seventy down that country road
Only six more miles until she’d be in my arms again
Five years ago thoughts of love would have seemed so far out of sight
Yet four times I've already proposed, “too soon,” she’d always say
Amazing how in three seconds your entire life can change
With just two tires there’s little room for error
When one blew out I hit the asphalt, hard
In a wreck like that there’s zero chance I’d survive
One hour later the ambulance arrived at last
EMTs pressed two paddles against my chest
Shocks were delivered three times
At the hospital doctors performed four operations
Five months I spent in a coma
Followed by six months of physical therapy relearning to walk
In time all seventeen broken bones had set and healed
It cost me eight grand to buy a new bike
Now nine years later I’m still riding, fearless, wife on the back
The tenth time I asked, she finally said yes
 Feb 2014 saun hutchings
Chioma
He knows me oh too well.

He knew me more more than I knew thyself; This I refuse to deny.
Hindrance in my darkest efforts, never culminate in succession,
Magnetizing cognition to repel light
and reap the boon of the shadows,
but I could never prevail.
As I place my hand on the other side he merely looks at me...
enough to demolish one's pride,
Fear.
His eyes so deep yet lucidly revealing his trail of regrets to me,
so quickly I retreat,
Vanquish!
He slowly intertwines his fingers with mine, resembling that of lock and key,
form fitting like the tightly worn dress of a girl silently craving for her long desired worth,
Sad?
sheepishly I grin*
The juicy delight of doing it just one time sounds so promising and so
I yearn to inhale that slowly and let it flow through my veins
And finally releasing the feces onto someone else!
Barbaric? ... What isn't?
Wishing to ride freely in indifference and smothered in its nature,
I find no home.
Handicapped by my brighter side, I never exceed my limits,
Simple to say, he knows me oh too well.
 Feb 2014 saun hutchings
Jake
I am all loved out.
Not that I have loved too much, just that I have taken all the good from me and left nothing for anyone to love.
I have neglected what love means, and my vision of it has been skewed in a way that makes me now cringe.
Lately I have wondered if I will find love, or if love will ever return from the darkness I chased it into years ago.
It's not so much that I am upset because I can't find someone to love...
as it is the fact that I don't think I deserve to have someone else's love.
 Feb 2014 saun hutchings
Caroline
if you want honesty

i constantly rewind the first time
you hugged me
and how your hands lingered on the small of my back
found their way all the way around
my waist

your smirk still haunts my dreams
i know it was an understanding smirk
as dark as it was
i wanted to curl up and sleep in it
the biggest turn on

sometimes i still wish
you would have drunkenly stumbled
upon my front porch
called me down and gave me a sip
convinced me to be yours
while i tasted your whiskey tongue

i fell in love with your arms
sturdy and strong
i knew they could wield off dangers of any kind
when i miss you the most
i can feel them on me and
my heart
drops

please tempt me again
And slowly the bird learns to fly again…
It has been pulled from the clouds for so long
First, a stormy sky, too dangerous to face
Then, a broken wing, too painful to use
Using its nest as a hiding place
But one day, the bird pokes its head out
Remembering briefly how it feels to bask in the sunlight
The sun does not last for long before the rain comes again
But every time the bird recalls the warmth of the sun
It realizes that it cannot hide in the nest forever
The bird jumps from the nest, not succeeding the first time
But it ***** its wings over and over again
Getting closer to the great blue sky each time
Now that it has felt the sun again, it will stop at nothing to reach it
And slowly the bird learns to fly again…
His fingers caress her neck
Strumming her strings
So lovingly.
Black’s a dress she wears
Fitting to the curves
He strokes with firm hands.
Love is the music they play
An endless chorus
I can’t help but watch
Cheering from the crowd
Watching him play
His melody
But she is just a shadow
Erased by the blinding darkness
Nothing serves as her light except that moon
Just that moon that makes her alive in the night
And she liked it that way
Minding not the direction of it's light
Instead, in it's gaze she was lost
Noticing not the fact that it's not her it's looking at.
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