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Sad
The worst part about sadness
Is it convinces you no one understands your pain
It makes you forget
That sadness is company everybody knows
Very deeply and all too well
I was spilling out words and brokenness I didn't even understand
I felt insecure and unsettled in measures that didn't have a way to be explained
And then I met your eyes
And I realized that I never had to be afraid again
I drank too much and played too many sad songs and cried too hard
Just because I wanted you

As simple,
And complicated,
As that was
I'm not an alcoholic
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I'm a writer
Break me open
Untie my scars
Pull out every secret
Every burn

Kiss me undone
Take this mess
And discover every hidden piece
Hiding in the sheets

Unravel my soul
Touch me so gently
Like you might break me
Pull me close and dive into my mind

Undo me
Every piece
Bare upon the sheets
Break me open
I'll spend forever searching for the words to explain what you do to me
Because it's all immeasurable when it comes to you
And the way I unravel at your smile
I became a poet
In the hopes of becoming someone's poem
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