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kate mckay Jan 2015
I don't believe nothing every promises that has ever been mad to me
                      EVERY
LAST      
                   ONE
GETS
                              BROCKEN
the rays of light , first past night
A rooster of a red bull dawn
penetrating my space making place
in my mind , my heart , and soul

got a messenger on my mail
saying , you have a point to nail
the distance between is shadow thin
and in silence you're assailed

Oh , no ! for there is no assurance
between the bookends afterglow
over a sea of promisses drowned
flys the arrow's revenge far from the bow

the required 1% , not evident
blood be drawn , sacrifice made
to tease your foul reasoning
embryo was to the point purely all ******

Now as afterthought was hollow grave
as you lay love's carcass down
cover it with time's wasted words
of a distance that was only shadow thin
Belle Victoria  Nov 2015
Games.
Belle Victoria Nov 2015
when I woke up this morning something felt different
the sun was shining again and my scars were fading from my skin

in the music he wrote for me he made a lot of promisses, he would keep
being there for me when the stars weren't around, the light was out again
save me from myself, making me stop running and start laughing, smiling

I shouldn't write poems about you and the way you make me feel, always
those feelings aren't real and you are not even in my life, not anymore

I always loved you like the little kids loved their mothers, faithfull

but the point of leaving was never coming back not playing games
and I knew you always loved me I could see it in your pretty eyes

my feelings were real from the beginning and you decided to end it

do you remember the color of the dress I was wearing when we met
do you remember the feeling of my heart when it first met yours

these love wasn't made for someone like me, I am not strong enough
what a feeling to be right here without you now..

I write poems my dear not emotions.
I dont even know.
Aleska Servian  Jul 2016
Thief
Aleska Servian Jul 2016
It's not his fault
and neither is mine
If you can not let the fear get inside
your bruised thoughts
to teach you that
love does not always treat you like that

I gave you peace
I gave you war
I never asked for nothing but not be harmed
by your promisses
that cut just like a blade
my troubled mind
filled with mistaken mistakes

We exorcized our demons on an unsacred bed
It was all about time
what a beautiful night we had
you were not supposed to take home pieces of me
that put together
show that I'm a confused symphony

And now that you're gone
I'm still thinking about
did I do something wrong?
and what those midnight talks were about
Who am i?
Why i can't smile anymore?
I don't recognize myself these days
What am i?
I don't know exactly what am i,
I feels like a dead man walking through the night and day.

Why can't i feel love anymore?
The kind one
The warm one
The most i wanted just being loved.

Hey, old friend
How's you going?
I came here every single day when the sun is set ,
when i'm feel sad,
I read on your epitaph..
Its Such a great words
"Light will be shine on you."

Why you just go without saying any goodbye?
Are you forget about our promisses?
Well, right now,

I think it'll be just me.
Me, myself, and i.
Now, i had to love myself.

— The End —