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Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2018
You left, my world stopped spinning,
Piece by piece fell apart,
You took everything beautiful inside me,
The one thing spared was what remained of my broken heart.

I did not remember how to breathe
Without your presence a part of my life,
You stabbed me in the back hard,
You could not even find the knife.

While I lay bleeding out on the floor
From the wound you inflicted,
Saw you from a different angle,
My whole point of view shifted.

I realized you were wrong,
You should not have done what you did,
When faced with your actions,
A coward, you ran and hid.

I watched you walk away from our love,
Not once did you turn back around,
I listened for your voice calling to me,
All I heard; echoes of your footsteps on the ground.

When the fading echoes died,
Part of me died too,
The rest of my happiness,
You decided belonged to you.

For a long time my body was empty,
Simply molecules and silent air,
If you would have looked inside,
Nothing significant was there.

I held myself together,
Managed a thin layer of illusion,
Underneath the flawless surface,
Was drowning in confusion.

I figured it out eventually,
Learned how to survive,
Even though I was living,
I wasn't actually alive.

I pushed the memories away,
Buried in a box,
So deep inside my head,
They would never reach waking thoughts.

I let you back into my life,
That was a mistake,
Because now I am remembering
Promises you swore not to break.

Words I believed were real,
Kisses that gave me wings to fly,
Days I wished could last forever,
The agonizing moment you said goodbye.

Images come stampeding in,
Making it hard to see clear,
When the dust settles over the past,
I'm sure I will be the only one here.
Written 8-11-11
Amanda Kay Burke May 2018
Stop saying I am
Enough when it is clear to
Us both I am not
Be honest, if it were someone else in the same position what would you think about me? All I do is make your life worse.
This teetotaler turns to tea
torquing temptation
towards tippling
thankfully, though
that tremendous tugging

teasing tendency thirst *******,
thru teaching this totally tubular
toothless titular Texan thuggish tyrant
(titled Tsar Terry Troutman)
transcendental theology

tenets taught transferring
torpedoing, taming threatening
titanic tsunami tempest
tastefully tickling temperance
testing trying taut tenacity

together teaming (troika)
triumvirate torchbearers
******* therapist
(Tony the tiger)
tough trailblazer theoretician

toady treacly Tory
(Tommy Two Tone),
thence thirdly Theodore
"Tornado" Tornetta)
themselves trained to tamp

twerking tremens triggers,
their tripartite treatment told
tattooing thorny transforming
took this then truant teenage turtle
through time traveling

to those truant tumultuous tragic,
toxic, tipsy twitchy, touchy, tetchy
typhoon terrible two times two
times two times two tantrum
throwing, thieving, threatening

taxing textured teen tinder times -
tossing, tilting, taking tankful tolled
throaty, thoroughly,
thickly telltale temblor

toured terrible tournament
testing taupe tumbling termagant (Thaddeus)
tangling (Tangoing) tiny Timothy,
the treacherous tarantula
tying tussling travail – tata!
Jolan Lade May 2018
City lights
Or
Clear night skies
Closing doors
Or
Wild paths
Choose wisely
Cat May 2018
I can only view violet right now
Violet to me, equals a quiet storm composed of beauty and friction from beneath the floorboards of an empty house
I’m floored, yet, I’m relishing in myself
I’m an indulgent relic of a being so full
I can be null, but I’m impassioned
I’m falling between the seams of a sidewalk some days
The seams of things I attempt to rectify and reconstruct
While falling in between the branches of an evergreen, time moves fast and clusters into a dust storm configured of my own guts and ideas untouched
Life continues to move on without us
There’s no basis to stop
Arcassin B May 2018
By Arcassin Burnham


Growing old as a dead man,
living in the water.
All alone,no one to love,
faith that you believe in is faith that only I should have,
In such a world like this one,they will decide.
just to pick and choose what their hearts want to desire.

I could be the one to tell spill my heart out on the table.
hate me and then they love me , at the same time they're able.
why won't females take me as I am and not they want.
But all I get is girls that go behind my back and simply just taunt,
why  does love forsake me?

My mind nowadays doesn't focus on what the love brings,
visions in my head bring up exes and God it really stings,
what the **** is the purpose of everybody settling,
buying diamonds and pearls for people they were gossiping,
about , next you know everybody breaks up,
they just take a breath, lost whatever your mind makes up,
I thought she loved me,
I thought she cared,
she knew my moms and I thought it was okay,
but,
I must have did something wrong cause now she got her mind made
up packing clothes in a suitcase,
When I gave everything was it a ******* joke?
you don't got sense enough to look me in the face,
life lessons here , love is overrated,
don't you situate it,don't you complicate it,
people only replicate it.
live life by yourself to the end,
I know you like me but I tell you this as a friend.

I could be the one to tell spill my heart out on the table.
hate me and then they love me , at the same time they're able.
why won't females take me as I am and not they want.
But all I get is girls that go behind my back and simply just taunt,


I Don't Care What You Want.
©abpoetry2018

http://abpvalley.blogspot.com/2018/05/no-guns-in-valley-lp.html
Gale L Mccoy Apr 2018
objectivity
its so clear
all lined up and logical
do this then that then that over there
of course, of course
just do it
simple as that

theoretically
its so easy
all planned out to the t
do this then that then that over here
of course, of course
just do it
of course, of course
have you done it?
of course not
Karisa Brown Apr 2018
I don't know where to come
I keep telling you

Sure you do, you always do

Then why do I still question it

You do everytime,
let go and unwind
peace, harmony, relaxed mind, body, spirit, and soul
Let go
Let go
Let go
alexa Mar 2018
i've learned over time
that when tragedy strikes, it's
so much easier to bury your face in a pillow
and give in to the fog...
and wait.
wait for someone else to come along and make it crystal clear again.
wait for someone else to make sense of all the grey
you see no matter how times you rub your eyes.
but darling, i ask you,
if everyone gives into the fog
who will be left to fight it off?
although it's easier to pray for a knight, a miracle, something,
sometimes you have to save yourself.
inspired by a conversation i had with someone recently. stay strong e.k. <3
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