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Kurt LaVacque Sep 2014
Nothing I write can put forth the right attitude to this situation that keeps getting written about
I could shout at the clouds that world is not enough
But will that help
Will anything help this distasteful look to the side like I don't matter
Might as well shatter what's left of my bones in which have detached only themselves
From feeling anymore pain than they've already felt
You have brought the sadness in me to new heights
Climbing to the top isn't as fun the second time
Twice
I'm just your shadow
Hollow with emptiness that you fill me up with 
Just another day in the life of me and my best friend
I've got the glass half empty kind of view on life 
As it were underlined in white
My sight still not the best
I'm as short as I was in grade school
But that didn't seemed to matter as much back then 
So many words we would say about how we were together 
Different than the others
Perfect
We can live forever
Those words must not mean anything since you seemed to forget them more and more
I'm sorry if you're bored I'll try to be different more exciting
Unlike the sediment that keeps decomposing around me
I just miss you 
I miss the way we would talk about
Anything
And it kills me to never see you alone without your phone and your other half that think that she owns 
You
Were just a forgotten verse In the chorus of you and her
So then there's me
Cursed with a thousand hearts to roam the sea alone
Never shown which way to go
I just keep writing till I find my other muse
To invest the rest of my time in
Before this becomes a bruise
Kurt LaVacque Sep 2014
I haven't fallen 
Yet to rise it seems 
Im crawling in and out of breath
Testing the limits of your life and my death
Subjectively defying the gravity, that we lie in-between 
Screaming for a better way to stay clean, 
From all the lies that you meant to say
Just doubt melting from your face
Laced with despair, and sorrow
Borrowing my heart, discarding the lies you gave to start, with
Understanding half of what it is, depends on which truth decides to win
Bringing more pain, and anguish
Flustering failed attempts at love 
Shoved aside like a lonely lion cub 
Begging for mercy as the night breaks the awareness, surrounded by the rest
Protecting more that just her heart from the mournfulness of death
So sleep softly my child
For the light isn’t the only thing that shines in the wild
Kurt LaVacque Sep 2014
Sure she never said she loved me, 
But It felt real didn't it, 
Everything feels ******* real, 
This is real life isn't it, 
How can something be fake in a world so real, 
Its like a time bomb ticking, with a letter that pops out that says just kidding, 
And as you read it, you seem to dream of how it would be
How you would be, if nothing ever happened in the way it seemed, 
So can my thoughts be traced back to you and me, 
Seeing you scream as you woke up from a dream, 
I lean over to kiss you, but ended up missing you
As I fall asleep alone, with no one that loves you
I mean me

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