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Ann Nicole Feb 2016
Lights dim, tears brim, arms tight, just cry
Lights bright, curious eyes, cry more, destroy your shore
A bruise on the wrist, a busted lip, a lack of love, a damaged hip
A call for help, a personal hell, do you know what I tell?



The best part of life is always the pain
And how people react is your knowledge to gain



A feeling of doom that died too soon
You stirred that flame and set fire to my skin
And with this pen I write your name
Over and over and over again



Oranges, pinks, greens, blues
Bright light yellows
Nature's noose
Ann Nicole Feb 2016
I fear your laugh but love your smile
Things I haven't seen since you were a child
I fear your hands but hold them close
I love you
They'll never know
Ann Nicole Feb 2016
I wish his heart made up for mine
My lack of courage and constant whine
I wish my love existed there
It did once, but now nowhere
Ann Nicole Feb 2016
Am I to wish for nothing more? A castaway ship who can't find the shore?
To the sea of tranquility and nothing less? A runaway sailor once one of the best?
Ann Nicole Feb 2016
He is a body
That grasps through the air
He reaches for me
No matter how many times I have to
Push
   Push
      Push
him away

He is a mind
With no limits
He hears no cries
Which leave my mouth
Stop
   Stop
      Stop
I scream

But I know that he shall never
Not with me
Not with her
Not with life
Never
   Not ever
      Not even for me


*i was a fool to love him
Ann Nicole Feb 2016
Shot
Through the arm
Quite the hole
So much harm

Pink
Infection spreads
But I know that
The pain is in my head

Red
Blood seeps through
My shirt's sleeves
What can I do?

Broken
My heart is broken
My heart is broken
My heart is broken
Ann Nicole Feb 2016
You can write
Whatever you wish
You can think
However you please

But whatever you do
Whenever you do
However you do
Think of me

Think of my hair
Damp from the rain
Think of my eyes
Think of my name

Don't think of those tears
Black on my cheeks
Damning you to hell
Understandably

Don't think of my hands
Destroying our love
Don't think of me then
But think of me from

*before we were crying about it
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