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Jeans rolled up sand in my toes.
Thought of you in my head.
Wishing you where here.
Wrapped up in waves of emotions.
He shines like the silver midnight
Moon-colder than a marble statue.

His poker-face could device anyone.
Yet every time he looks my way.
My heart beats my body shakes.

Lips softly kissed hearts touched.
Lost in his hungry lustful eyes.
Wishing we could stay in this moment.
This is a poem made from old notes that I had in an old poetry journal I would love some feedback if it needs more stanzas or not thanks
My heart is empty.
My eyes are full of tears.
Nothing is ever enough.

Can't smile through the pain.
Counting to ten doesn't work.
Given everything that I have.

Always been there to help.
Never gave up on you.
Nothing really matters.
The American dream,
Turned into the
Real American horror story.
This is just the way that I see America now its a real
Horror story
I love everyone.
But I trust no one.
That's the sad part.
Wrote this because trust is the one thing that's
Hard to do
A wave of anger washes over me.
My heart beats so fast I am sure,
It will break my ribs.

My mind moves so fast my lungs,
Can't keep up.

I long to out an angry scream.
I feel it building and building.
Hitting a punching bag until
My knuckles are red and raw.

Anger lives in a moment and dies.
Born with no silver spoon.
Grew up with very little.
Made something from nothing.
Always made the best of things.

Held on to hope really tight.
Always believed there's a better tomorrow.

Been strong not by choice.
Smiled through all the pain.
Took the good with the bad.
But I wouldn't change anything.
This is about how I grew up sometimes having very little and life has not always been good to me. It's taught me many lessons. But its made me who I am today and that I am grateful for
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