The softness of your face The color of your eyes. Sounds out the ticking of the clock. Ive never fallen so hard. I fell on these shards of glass I had to pull them out of my heart. Please baby dont make me start, It'll tear us apart. Dont go chasing me Because I know If i should stray These skies will return me to you. I didnt start loving you today, And theres not much to say But your eyes Through the skies Are watching me. And an honor it is to me To be completely free To love you so. Oh in your love i have grown, Something that cant be known. Your lips, so full It warms my soul. And when i get lost When i almost die in the frost, These skies will return me to you. I will always fight, And you always hold me tight We are together always Not a tide to tear me away from you. Love me with all you got, Treat my heart like its been shot. And dont let me go *because the skies will return me to you
Ive been feeling my poetry hasnt been too good lately, so i tried really ******* this one
I kept running back to you; the one who kept breaking my heart - spewing venom off your tongue and poisoning my mind was your art. I tried so hard to see the Angel hidden in your demonic front; but of your destruction and your sadistic nature I bore the brunt.
Someone moves like a python striking prey, someone screams at the top of their voice moving away, and suddenly it's as though I'm back to you and me, and I relive all the things you'd do to me.
Someone brushes me by; touching my skin, and a friend kisses me on the cheek with a friendly grin - but I flinch violently; scared of what might happen, evergrowing eerier because you used to leave not kisses but bruises laced on my exterior.
Someone is drinking straight from a bottle of whiskey not caring about his actions which really are rather risky. And I'm reminded of you and the way you used to drink and how you'd blame It for the way you'd throw my head against a wall with a clink.
Someone spills wine onto the floor without a care, but all I can do is panic and stare, because had that been me when I was with you, I'd have been your punchbag every waking moment - you know it's true.
I saw how obsession led to the rotting of your mind, and threw you onto the path of madness of a kind; it all began when he stopped looking at you the way he used to; yes it all began when you realised he'd never even loved you.
You thought you could win his heart, if only you could make yourself look like a work of art, so you dropped six stone and dyed your hair blonde, everything to keep him from his need to abscond. And you pierced your nose and got a tattoo, all because you knew that was the kind of girl he was into. You became emaciated - a skeleton so withdrawn, no longer the person you once were and now so forlorn.
I saw how obsession led to the rotting of your mind, and threw you onto the path of madness of a kind. Now you're just a shell of a girl I used to know; a ghost who lost her once golden glow.
I love that cheeky and sassy smile on your face, and the way you hold me within your embrace. I love the way your eyes are the colour of earth kissed by spring falls and how the feel of your touch throws me into the midst. I love the passion that spills from within you and the way we connect on many different levels too. I love that you're the only person I truly trust with all my darkest secrets; you make things better like magic fairy dust. I love how you support me in all my endeavours and dreams and how you're the one who helps me face my demons by all means.
I am undeniably, deeply, irrationally and pathetically in love with you, and the idea that one day you might fall in love with me too is something I cling onto.