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LOVE
is a word you allow to slip so easily out of your red tinted lips
followed by a seductive glance over your slightly raised shoulder
a cue your mascara thickened eyelashes know too well
you'll accept this binding because
your heart is so infatuated that his must be too
...
right?
Dreamers dream a Dream
Awaken -  as a future beam!
"Come ~ **my light
~ fulfil my Heart,
Never let me down.
Crown, ~ my love ~ Humanity,
Holding hands in unity."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
~~~~~~~~~~~~
shayfer Jan 2015
you reek of heartbroken goodbyes
and naive judgement
hallucinations Dec 2014
i crave you,
and i haven't the slightest of clue why.
i just do, and its pathetic.
(i'm pathetic; they were right)
i find myself constantly with these letters
pouring out, forming words,
forming sentences, forming paragraphs
about you, and i know that
you'd not spare me a second glance
if our paths were to cross again.
yet i find that
everything about you, intoxicating
from the ghost smile on your lips to the
humourless laugh that resonates so clearly,
and i find that I love you, so i'll say it one last time
and in return i'll hear yours, barely there;
your soft, petal I love you, too.
(do you really mean it?)
maybe we're just not built to last.
[And our time's up so I'll leave, and I hope
that I'll be able to forgive myself for letting you go.]
twenty-fourteen | (c) hallucinations
rebecca suzanne Dec 2014
I've been braiding my dreams
into a pretty silver rope to
Keep me from forgetting how
To see things in a positive light.
But somehow I got tangled,
And lately all these dreams
Have felt more like a noose
Than anything else.
Maybe it's time to cut all these
Naive wishes into pieces.
Maybe it's time to kick the chair.
Maybe this is what it means to
Grow Up.
Sarah M Gillihan Dec 2014
I’m sorry world

For delivering a girl

Who is weak and naive

With her mind in a whirl

With her heart in a box

That may never be unlocked

I’m a broken

torn-up

terrified girl

But what can I say?

As I hold the blade

This is a broken

torn-up

terrified

World.
Sarah M Gillihan Dec 2014
I’m sorry.

I meant to say,

“I love you.”

I meant to stay with you

I’m so happy when I’m with you

I wish you could say that too

I meant to say,

“I miss you.”

Your voice fills me with joy

But I’m going to stay away

You treated me like a toy

But now you say you love me

With all of your heart

I meant to say,

“I’m done.”

Because you ripped me apart

But I decided to play along

I gave you my heart

I meant to say,

“It’s over.”

But I let you start

Reeling me in

As you begin

To steal my heart

And break it

You win.

You’re my sad addiction

And still I let you in

Even though you **** me

I love you

And it feels like a sin

Every time we start again

You’re intentions seem so true

But time goes by

And I lose hope

And my thoughts turn so cruel

I love you to death

But it comes too soon

If you don’t love me,

What else is there left to do?

But I mend my heart

And push you out of me

Then months later

You speak,

“I love you so much,

I don’t want you to leave.”

I’m blinded by love

And I cannot see

What you’re trying to do to me

You’re my sad addiction

And I’ll never leave

I’ll never be

Where I’m supposed to be

I’ll never be okay

I’ll never be free

And it’s all because

Of the boy who broke me.
**** you Michael...
I was once filled with wonderful things
My mom called them dreams and said one day they’ll come true
How naive of me at my young age to think that fulfillment would flicker on like a light switch
Now dreams go unfulfilled because I thought it’d be easy
Easy to flip the switch when I wanted to
Now I see the real deal
Deferred dreams bear fruit ripe for the picking
All I need is a ladder to reach my destiny
The rotten, unworthy dreams have already fallen from the tree
But the good, ripe promising dreams remain
Holding on strong
No matter the harshness of the season I go through
Life keeps moving, fruit keeps bearing
Hold fast to dreams they only die when you let them
Inspired by "Dreams" by Langston Hughes
Aggie W Nov 2014
Please.
I begged you not to.
So many times.
But darling, so stubborn,
So naive, like a movie,
A romantic comedy,
You fell in love with me.
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