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The new girl usually kept to herself,
chose to be alone,
A few would approach her but wouldn't get too far.
She did all she could to stay low key and unknown,
At least that's how it normally was from the start.

Dressed in her favorite attire of velvet, leather, burgandy and long black boots.
Secluding herself in her throne of never ending isolation at the corner of the room.

She only had one goal in mind,
one indecisive boy she was after,
So certain that he was the answer...

Longing and hoping for the hesitant boy with unclear intentions,
to realize he didn't need to fear the love she had for him, without question.

She stayed stuck, glued to her phone
Day after day,
As if her life solely depended on any interaction made.
Every moment she would replay.
He was fuel filling her heart with more than what she couldn't have ever began to imagine was real to ever possibly feel.

Even when what he gave her was nothing more than a few rare simple nothings.
She would do just about anything if it meant he would stay.

Even if it meant not telling him how she felt
In order to remain as close to him as possible in fear of being pushed away...

She loved staying in her own world,
But she couldn't stay in that world forever.
She inevitably had to return right back into reality and face what her situation was in front of her.

Afraid of her new surroundings she'd never interact,
Many people come and go as they always do,
Wondering when she could somehow ever adapt,
She realized she may have spoken too soon...

A girl with a gentle yet sad aura about her,
along with a sad pair of lifeless deadened eyes...
Only revealing that both were longing for something similar.
Just like the girl she found herself gravitating towards this time...
Special poem I decided to write this morning after being off of this site for years it seems.
I can't stop thinking about you.
.....
How the light hits your eyes, reflecting how the sun shines.
.....
How your lips feel, so softly kissing mine, I can't get enough.
.....
How your heart beats a melodic sound like a choir of angels, a sound that breaks silence.
.....
How warm your body is when your arms are wrapped around me so tight, keeping me warm in frigid winters.
.....
How you make me feel when we make love, giving me goosebumps all over my body, till I'm in ecstasy.
.....
I love you.
You're my everything.
For Jake.
Do you remember?
.....
Sitting on the porch,
looking out into the distance at the houses behind,
under a canopy of stars and moon,
smoking cigarettes and talking about our pasts?
.....
I can still hear the sound your heart beat made,
and feel the way your strong hands felt when they held mine so softly.
.....
Do you remember how the wind chilled the air?
How you wrapped your arm around me cause I was shivering and you pulled me close to you?
.....
Sometimes I forget how much I love and appreciate you.
I want you to know that I cherish our memories.
.....
I need to remind you everyday.
.
You're amazing,
.
you're perfect,
.
you're beautifully flawed,
.
and you're my best friend.
.
.
.
I miss you so much,
and i'll always want you to be in my life.
.....
I love you.
For Freddy.
Depression: To me it's like you're falling deeper into the darkest depths of the ocean. Where all the mysterious creatures and monsters lurk around you, including the ones that have yet to be discovered. Your vision is blurred, you can't breath, and you're positive you won't come out alive.
I was thinking about my grandmother who died in May, and my friend Angel who died by "accidental overdose" when I wrote this. I've been thinking a lot of mortality and what the human experience really is.
Stuck inside cold glass
Stands a slave to love, present and past

You know it all

All that he could find
Was the walls to a place he didn't belong to
That he could not mind
Now he spirals through the spaces
Many hearts within his suitcase

Go on

Empty and tired
Body and the soul
Cast down among the frozen trees
Blood spattered among the leaves

Crack a window, bring the cold

If hearts are made of glass
All that he is left with is the ash
A fallen, broken king with shattered wings
And no words left to sing

*What is empty was once a home
Like Father Like daughter.
But she did not like her mother,

Nor did her father.
Nonetheless they had each other.

To her, he was her only friend,
Because he tried to make her days
a little more better.

On weekends she would be released from jail,
He was always the reason behind her bail.

Finally enjoying the taste of freedom,
Smiling and overjoyed, the pain was numbed.

Driving around in that small town,
Surviving from being bound down.

Those only moments she was ever happy,
Mostly Broken inside she wanted to flee.

Though little did she know,

That's how he felt also...
I miss you dad... Thank-you for everything.
I continue loving you from a distance,
That one chance you had, you missed it.

You lit the flame, I ignited it, so I'm the one who's to blame.

I let you in, tried to open you up, while knowing what I was getting involved in...

You cut me off when I needed you most, tried to warm your heart, when I saw you were cold,
we've grown so close became vulnerable.

"I should have known."

Now I'm here, with my heart strings bleeding , because you cut them by leaving.

Right when I needed...
I pleaded...
But you're cowardly conceited...

You're afraid of love,
I can see it in your eyes,
"Don't look away."
No need to masquerade,
I see it through your cold disguise,
"Please be brave."
I know you want it,
you're suppressing it like I.

A part of me already knew you would do something like this...
I didn't want to believe that it was true.
Why would you start pretending I never existed?
"Just like I predicted."
You dismissed it,
Instead of trying to fix this.
Old song I wrote several months ago...
I hate waiting,
but I'm the one who's always late.

I hate talking to people,
yet I often have the most to say.

I hate being ignored,
but want others to go away.

I hate feeling neglected,
though I forget those around me by letting my thoughts lead me astray...

I hate clingy people,
yet I find myself obsessing over you everyday.

I hate it when others try to get close to me, however, I continue to dream of having the chance to be close to you;
wishing that you'd stay...
2:30am thoughts...
The forgotten gem among the precious
Your love is too dark for a child
Also precious
Yet pure like a diamond
Diamonds are so common

Garnet, you are rich
Richer than most in quality
Perhaps a banker or lawyer would remember you
But no, sapphires are rich
Richer than dull gold, not rich enough I say

You reach new depths, Garry
Like an ocean trench filled with the remains of the unknown's lunch
Not as deep as the amethyst, apparently
That is spiritually charged and better for the soul
Your violence is a stain, but I say it is a warning

Garnish, you lack value
Topaz is the quality they seek
The eye of the sun, so bright
Too bright
The eye of Jupiter is too much, I say enough

Oh Garnet
Forget Ruby, your sister
Forget Emerald, your opposite
Forget Opal, all in one, the God of the gems
You are Alfred the Great, so great, yet forgotten
With a sigh you turn away
With a deepening heart
No more words to say
You will find that the world
Has changed forever

And the trees are now turning
From green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer

Time and tide will sweep away.
Liv Tyler, from The Return of the King
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