Savannah Charlish: Favorites

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

Adam Smith

So many times, I knew you'd be in my life;
my first car, out of school, a new job and a wife.

My first job just started today.
I know its not much, but its paving the way.

Just branching out, to make it on my own.
I wish you could see me in my brand new home.

But you're not here, its just me and my beer, and I **** sure wont be sober.
Cause try as I might, I remember the night, They told me "visiting hours are over".

Its hard to explain after all these years, how it seem so easy that I break down in tears.

I always thought that You'd be here with me; it never occurred that You just wouldn't be.

As I stand by your graveside, a train whistle blows. The wind picks up and the sky is a glow.

So many things I was longing to say.
I hope you are right, that well meet again someday.

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

How Do I Put This Delicately?

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

AJ

How Do I Put This Delicately?

Some people are madly in love with me,
And it makes me so sad.
I know some of you might not think of much me,
But I regret to inform you that I'm a real heartbreaker.
The way I walk around this earth,
With my high heeled attitute, my mermade hair, and my blue dragon eyes.
"She'll save me,
She's magic."
It's completely false.
And completely tragic.
I can only reflect what you're putting into me.
I try not to use you all,
I really do.
I didn't want to be your first time baby girl,
I didn't want him to give me his heart on a silver platter.
It didn't matter.
I was only playing a stupid little game.
I can't quite remember the name.
But it's all I know to do.
I'm sorry I'm such a good ****.
I'm sorry I'm so **** cute when I'm high.
I'm sorry I have the voice of an angel.
I'm sorry I can read you so well.
I'm sorry every time I say one of your names there's an electric current
Running from your stomach,
To you fingertips,
And back.
I'm sorry every slip up is precisely planned.
I'm sorry I have you in my hand.
I can't tell if it's a conscience effort or not.
I guess I forgot.
I'm just an alcoholic nympomaniac.
But the real problem with that,
Is that I am unbelievably brilliant.
And I am unbelievably sorry
That you all ran head on into the little web I forgot to unspin.

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

Am kinda weird

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

REAL

Am kinda weird

I like to drink coffee

I like to put my nose
on the edge of the cup
so the steam go's up my nose

I like eating an egg sandwich
with ham and salami
and a lot of ketchup

I like watching the yoke
spilling out to the sides

I like standing on outside
in the morning
so the cold hits my morning eyes

I like to imagine kissing the girl i love
under the rain
or snow
or sleep beside them on winter mornings
and have weird conversation

I like feeling like i don't why
were i am,who i am
or who anybody is
as if i was born again

I like chewing my nails
so the more skin then nail

I like the curve of lips
cause since my first kiss
i find something interesting in them

I like seeing the beauty in tiny things
even a drop of water falling off a leaf

I like to listen to music
and imagine am playing the song with a band

I like imagining my life is a movie
with the cool camera shots

I like taking pictures
of many things

I like walking a lot
and taking the train a lot

I like to see people walking by me
imagining what their life is like

I like having odd conversation topics
with my friends
that we end up looking at each other
and laughing...

I guess am weird like that

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

Jade.

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

Shiloh

Jade.

Constantly erased from my mind
you seem to finally be gone
then I'll turn a corner
and you'll be there
your favorite color
the way you smell
there are endless amounts of simplicities that bring back the memory of you...

I won't remember my dreams for a couple weeks
then I wake up in the middle of the night remembering your touch
always in love with only ever the idea of you...

wondering if we will ever be in the same place in life at the same time
wishing I could see past your muddy waters
hoping for the day you yearn to understand me
there are no limits to the amount of time I would spend waiting for you...

I have long since realized the desire has been dead
but still that sparkle lights up my eyes...
perhaps one day.

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

wanderlust

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

Djs

wanderlust

in a city
where i cannot stay
off to an unknown town
i will fly away
for a new start
and better days
i'm only here
to be sane

thirty boxes
in which my whole life lays
packed and set to minimum
full and heavy luggages
pictures and books and letters
all memories packed away
with everything and everyone
i'm leaving in dismay
it's nobody's fault
i just need to get away

but in this dreadful city
my love stays
my source of happiness
and i simply cannot walk away
but in three years dear
he'd promised he will wait
in three years
back to this hell of a place
but not for too long
only to see my beloved's face
fill in the gaps of our missing time
once more to feel his embrace

but in time i will leave again
somewhere far away
a place i've never seen
where no one knows my name
and i will keep the same routine
pack, say goodbye, and fly away
consumed by wanderlust
stuck in a place for too long
i cannot stay

*-djs

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

Cheater Cheater

Jul 2013 Savannah Charlish

Caroline K

Cheater Cheater

Forty feet above the flowers,
we revealed scars from
past self harm.
He listened to
the reasons I cross my arms
in front of my chest,
to protect my heart.

They were glossy he said,
my eyes never could mask my emotions.
He pulled me in
and rubbed my back.
We were both broken half's.

I believed his words when,
he told me I was young
and it didn't matter,
one kiss
is all it was
between friends.

He questioned
if it was the song bring the tears
because it spoke about being there
for someone forever,
even in their absents.
I shook my head,
for leaving doesn't make me sad.
He asked if it was him,
I shook my head again.

He cradled me in his arms.
Wiped the tears
from my cheek with his white t.
The tears were for the same
reasons as the scars.

My eyes were daggers he said,
and it's because
I was destroying the invisible insides with razors.