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No matter the amount
Of time or distance
Between us
Will change how close
I am to you

When I hear your voice
Or think of you
It closes the gap
And puts you right next to me

No amount of time or distance
Will change how I feel about you
Because you are always in my heart
You mixed together
empty promises, white lies,
false hopes, and half truths.

© Matthew Harlovic
Today I saw a man
He was sitting by the road
I couldn't see his face
But, his feelings...well, they showed

All of his belongings
Were beside him in a cart
I wanted to approach
But, my feet just wouldn't start

Today I saw a man
Picking butts up from the street
I crossed the road to pass him
And our paths, they didn't meet

He was searching in the gutter
For tobacco for a smoke
I didn't venture near him
Just in case he spoke

Today I saw a man
Sleeping in the park
It was early in the morning
It wasn't even dark

He was covered with a jacket
With a paper by his head
He slept just like a child
He looked like he was dead

Today I saw a man
In fatigues and baseball cap
Saluting at the cenotaph
I felt my heart fall to my lap

He saluted ramrod perfect
As just a soldier can
today, I learned a lesson
Today...I saw a Man
When you’re at your lowest lows or on your highest highs,
I’ll be there when you’re ready to give up on life,
I’ll be there to save you from the Devils chains,
I’ll be there pick you up each time you’ve fallen down,
I’ll be there when you’re not ready to talk,
I’ll be there to listen when you’re afraid.
I’ll be there to guard you from the pain,
I’ll be there through the good and the bad,
I’ll be there for the bright or stormy days,
I’ll be there when nobody else is,
I’ll be there whenever you need me,

I only ask for you to promise that you will do the same.
Promise me this.
Somewhere deep, inside her soul

She often craved to be complete, to be whole

To be kissed without being judged

To have her bruises loved

Without being hurt.

She prayed to be prayed for

To be sought after

To be longed for

Just for once

She wanted to be, not someone’s leftover or looked down upon

But someone’s one and only one
We all have the innate desire to be loved, to be craved for, to have our wounds and scars kissed, to be longed for. But we often hold on to that feeling and keep it suppressed within, fearing that maybe we are asking for too much and may not be worthy.
I lift my head to look at
you but you were
already looking at me
For all the things
I try to say,

Why do "goodbyes"
Always slay?

Cause not even once,
Did you insist,
To stay.

I said a word,
With pure,
**Dismay.
 Mar 2016 Sydney Marie
Scar
Birthdays stick to your teeth
Your ribs
Your shoulder blades
And shins

My bones are made of candles
And my head's an open flame

Too old now, to live without a fever
I wake up in my childhood bed,
Sweating and screaming
Dreaming at over one hundred degrees

Ready to return to the theater
Or to board the time machine
Anything to escape twenty
If you need me, I'll be searching the woods for seventeen
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