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Yes,
I know,
Sometimes it feels like all the people
who you've once loved and cared for,
are the very ones trying to dig
your own grave

And yes,
I know,
It feels like the world is crumbling down
at the very touch of your fingertips,
while everyone else is ecstatic and enthusiastic
about the life that they're living.

I know what it's like,
to believe that your being
is far more useless and unimportant
than anyone else's

And yes,
I know that all you want is
for the people you
love and care about,
to just love and care for you back

But sometimes, yes
we need to realize that
what we want
isn't always possible

And that being cared about,
or loved, or treated with
the respect we deserve,
isn't always palpable

But yes,
I also know that to me,
your eyes are able to light
up an entire room,
when I'm surrounded by darkness

And I know
that you can get knocked down
over and over and over again,
and I would still be there each time,
to bring you back to your feet

Because I know
that you are worth more than
what any harsh words,
or human damage
can do to you

And I know,
that there are an unimaginable
amount of places and things
for you to go,
and for you to see

And you
should never let
anyone's mistakes
or inconsiderateness
break you down

Because I know
how special you are,
and I wouldn't ever let that
slip out of my grasp

You are stronger than diamond,
your loveliness is  greater
than the depth of the sea,
you are capable of amazing things,

And,
I know this.
 Oct 2013 Sienna Burroughs
Nicole
It's actually amazing how big a person can grow in your heart
in such a short amount of time
a minute ago he was just a random stranger you met in a restaurant
two or three years ago, two kids who barely shared a word
then he added you on Facebook but entirely forgot about him.

Suddenly, you see him walking towards you on a cold June or July night
you try to avoid his sight because you might of just have fallen for his eyes.
You hang out one more time and everything seems to be just fine,
then the second time you have so much fun
you cannot wait for the third time,
and the the fourth time it became imminent
the day before the day he professed his love to you
when you both cuddled between your best friend
and his best friend
as if there were no one else in the room
and you held hands and laughed
as if you were two birds in love.

Then the fifth time he picks you up
just him, no one else
and you wait twenty minutes for him to arrive and you are so angry
but how could you stay angry if he just grabbed your face in order to kiss you
and the only thing that shows you the way to his mouth
is the shining theater screen and his glowing eyes.

Your lips met his and everything stops and you feel nothing
but the subtle touch of his unknown but now known lips
the ones you had desired
and perhaps had not known
since that very first time you saw him
that day in the restaurant.
Sold my soul to none
Told my tale to some
Held my secrets to tame
The flame that was madly
Insane.

Felt the horror and pain
Melt to whatever brought heart
Smelt the desire of depart
With every tick of the clock in your
Time.

Read the letter of lime
Lead me to the end of the line
Said you'd be mine
For no longer than I've been
Yours.
And if love was warmth,
I felt like I was in the arctic,
wearing very little,
and with very little hope.
Love can be warmth,
but then it can become
the worst kind of cold.


*djm
I told you I wanted you and I didn't
I poured sincere lies into you
I was slowly destroying you and you didn't even know it
I gave you a heart that doesn't exist
   What you hold is artifcial
   just another well built lie
I am a murderer
A killer of confidence, joy, hope
I deprived you of the one thing you hold dear....self respect
   Innocence is lost
   Truth is no more
   No one can give it back
   You are an empty husk
    Devoid of what made you a rational being
    Neither living nor dead
    Wondering with an insatiable need to fill something you will never have again
I haunt your dreams, your nightmares
I torment you in every face you see
I am a Monster
feather-like
soft movements
brushing your
fingers
across scared
skin, will you
kiss them
in acceptance?
love me
with broken
flaws?
dunno
Who are you?

My heart longs to know.
For your face is a mystery,
Along with your existence.

Do you know?

That I'm here and waiting for you.
And that these empty hands,
Long and hope to hold yours.

My heart will be yours.

Before we even know.
For if destiny is real,
Then our fates will entwine.

Are you afraid?

That our paths will never cross?
Sleep well then, my dear.
For this is something we share.

Alone, we are not.

Even though we both are.
Our desires are shared,
Where ever you are.

Do you hear me?

My muse of mystery.
My one true love.
**If you even exist.
One of my greatest fears is being unlucky in love, which I honestly believe that I am. I wrote this poem to calm my fears and to keep alive the one thing that I almost forgot how to do. Hope.
 Oct 2013 Sienna Burroughs
Maeve
And you'd be able to feel the sparks on my skin,
Heated skin, red with an uncontrollable ecstatic sensation.
A surreal-ness in the air so tangible,
you could allow it to embrace your whole body.
Almost otherworldly.
Something just different enough
To make your stomach tighten in a way that forces you to take deep breaths.
Simultaneously trying not to allow your smile to spread too far.
Constant nauseous, dizzy feeling. Constant.
Refreshing
A little in over your head, perhaps.
But never had such an abnormal, overcoming feeling existed.
The excitement spread quick like a disease,
How unbelievable, how untrue




But that's all gone now.
Chase me
I will run
a dangerous race.

Praise me,
I will ignore headlines
and writing in the sky.

Anchor my heart
against insistent
waves.

Quell my
woody-stemmed love
afraid to grow.

Show me knowledge.
Contain my spirit.
Stay near.

Capture me
with tender hands.
Knead my soul until I rise.
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