If I had a quarter for every time I wished
For you and I to take a trip to yesterday
I don't know exactly how rich I would be
But it would add up to a lot of change
I don't know what I'd do with that cash
But I would spend every cent on you
Doing whatever you like till it's gone
Or till there's nothing left to do
Or we could leave where we are for good
Pack up all our things today and leave
I could take your hand and whisk you far from here
To a place our tomorrows will always be happy
I will say farewell to bad memories
Never look that direction again
Like arrows we will fly toward the future
Our time in this small town will end
Presently I have your heart to hold
And although time may never give me a replay
I am too lucky to be nostalgic
Done wishing for yesterdays
Day 6: write a poem of any length incorporating every word from your latest Facebook status update
"If you don't change what you are doing today all your tomorrows will look like your yesterdays"
Take me to bed
punch me in the nose
****** my mind with your rage
and forgive me nothing
Hold me tenderly
as your friend
and keep my secrets
Interlock your fingers into mine
show me your eyes
allow me the depth of your soul
the chance to kindle
your intricate loveliness
Feel something &
allow yourself to feel it first
before tearing it apart for answers
You hold the beauty of angels
I see darkness in your eyes
Should have known from the moment we met
You are the devil in disguise
Just a jaded poem I wrote during a breakup a long time ago
Hold me like you’ll never let go of me.
Need me like you’ll never leave me.
Want me like you’ll never want nobody.
Love me like you’ve never loved anybody.
to set her free
you need me, let go
so we can hold
Hug me, hold me tight.
With you, I will say goodbye
A "poem" every day.
I’m sick of playing man
Get close to me
I like it
Let me feel weak
Make me feel weak
I lock myself in society
Act my part, it disgusts me.
Make me soft
So lock me in chastity
Release and degrade me.
I seek reality. I want to find me and,
Enjoy myself. So **** me.
I want to be weak with someone who will support me.
I want to care with someone.
I want to care for someone.
I’m so confused.
The longer the better,
Please hold me...
and life has changed...
and coffee got cold
and i had no words to explain.
and i was asking you: let me be, please.
and then i was searching for you
in hope that i could hold you in my arms for a bit more
'cause you had me in your palms anyway.
and you kept telling me to fight.
what a stupid cliché.
and i, as the naive that i was
and you, as the lunatic you were,
you were the force i was fighting with.
what should i understand, then?
i wish you knew
i wish you knew the way i look at you
i wish you knew how i hold onto your every word
i wish you knew how much control you have over me
i wish you knew how vulnerable you make me
i wish you knew how much i care
i wish you knew how i feel
i wish i had the courage to tell you
i wish you knew