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Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
I had a dream last night
That you were here with me
For eight hours straight your baby blues
Were all that I could see
But morning shook me awake
I realized I was again alone
When you said the word goodbye
You took away the arms I call home
If the only way I can be with you is in my dreams let me sleep forever
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
If you knew how deeply I love you
Amount of pain you have made me bear
Would fall to your knees in tears
Full of regret that you pretended to care
You may care a little but not like I care about you
Poetic T Dec 2020
Never forget the root that fed you,

for no matter the height you attain

remember the earth beneath your feet..

No matter your height,

                       you forget what
    you grew from...


you'll easily fall and no one will hear it.
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
I think the reason so many of us hide
We are a little ****** up inside
Or a lot ****** up if you are like me
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
Once your trust is placed
In somebody else's hands
Out of your control
You can't just ****** it back they either take care with it or drop it on the ground to shatter
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
Forgiveness taking far too long
Knife out and in my hands
My own judgement tasting wrong
Back and blood understands

Using to sharpen wit but not
Hurt anyone
Zero exceptions
No matter if they ought
Harm myself is my intention

Their heads in false guillotines
Hair drenched in sweat
Manage to turn my cheek
Wrong that this pain I let

They are supposed to care
The ones who betrayed
Just expected them to be there
My feelings were played

Until understanding why
Heart will keep bleeding
Alone continue to try
Never made progress in succeeding
I hate feeling like a fool
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
Stop gold digging now
Rich with treasure already
She is pure diamond
Written 3-3-20
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
In event of my untimely demise I request "Wish You Were Here" by Pink Floyd to be played at my funeral

Your instructions on attire are simple
Something a little lacy
Flowers in my curled hair

I imagine my family will sort my belongings and I ask that my poetry be left with someone who will never stop flipping through these old notebooks
Never forgetting I was devoted to the words that meant the world to me
These rhymes are my most prized possession
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
I am a hypocrite and I hate it

Transparency exposing every flaw

Remain unable to stop myself becoming everything I tell others not to be

Submerged in frequent failure
More and more as of late
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