I'm writing to you on the eve of glory
To tell you I had no choice but to let you go.
Your veins were poisoned by the act of savagery,
And you became a person I could never wish to know.

Your emerald eyes were all lit up,
Just like the cigarette that once calmed your stress.
Your hair was tied back by one single clip:
Messy, vintage-like, just as your dress.

I recall the first words you ever spoke to me:
They included, of course, Prince Charming's name.
And since you awoke one morning and stepped into reality,
You just simply have not been the same.

What was it that spiked you?
What broke inside your pure heart?
Was it there all along, just looming in the background?
Or have I been naive from the very start?

I based my dreams on the world that you had.
You were my motive to remain strong:
To hold on hoping that one day I could have it too.
Even a piece of me broke, when you proved yourself wrong.

And days have passed since I last thought of you.
Weeks too, since we've seen eye-to-eye.
Your heart turned cold and your mind went dark..
I just want to know why?

So Lady Cheyenne, if you're reading this, I ask you
To find yourself a mirror, and dare to look through:
Take a look at the person who is staring within the silver,
And I want you to acknowledge that she is not you.

We've been sad so long
that happiness scares us
We love to hate
We seek comfort in misery
We scream that the universe
does not want us happy
But we are glad
to be sad
Because joy is always so temporary
At least we can always count on misery
to be there
in the deepest corners
of our hearts.
-@IrisMaddenPoetry

The swift sound
Of steel against skin
Brings me to a
Deja Vu
I promised myself
To never feel again.
But with waves
Come a crashing.
And now I require
my old friend
And a bit of slashing.
Only for the hope
That my heart will
Steady again..

3/10/16

An old face, happy to see.
Years go by, never a thought.
Could we really belong?

Remember the good stillness?
When each other's presence meant more than anything?
When a moment of nothing meant everything?

Remember the good thoughts?
When we'd look in each other's eyes and just know?
When a glance was harmless?

Remember the good silence?
When we'd sit together and let the quiet speak for itself?
When a moment was peaceful?

Remember?

Sometimes it's hard.
Wrong placement,
wrong timing,
with someone who could be everything.
Sometimes, things are rushed.
But sometimes, clocks freeze.
They freeze to keep that good stillness.
Maybe things will be good again one day.
Maybe one day we'll move forward again.
Maybe one day, our clock will unfreeze.

Those important days
that my love did not experience;
He will continue living
Feeling incomplete
Because of those days
he could never have.
I want to fill in that emptiness.

our friendship was spectacular,
we told each other everything,
not talking to you for a day felt like forever
but what happened
we stopped talking
when we pass each other in the halls
its like nothing
we are now strangers
and when i tried to rekindle our fire
you never cooperated
but now your trying
and im refusing
because i know letting you in
will **** me up again
what happened to our friendship you ask me
ask yourself
sincerely, an old friend

Where has the time gone?
Wasn't it just yesterday that we were silly kids,
running around and cracking jokes at each other?
No. It was yesterday that you drew your last breath.
Alas, you were taken from this earth so young.
Death came like a thief in the night.

Your body lay lifeless alongside the road.
My dear old friend,
there is nothing I feel but sorrow when I think of it.
Sometimes life just isn't fair.
Farewell, and be with God.
Breathe eternal.

Time has passed old friend
And a call across miles
All came to an amicable end
Once again I heard you smile

Catching up is good at times
Wrapped in warmth across the wire
Listening to the sweet talk chime
Fading that you were a liar

Still more than a footnote so it seems
I stained your heart with mere affection
I'm glad that I dance through your dreams
It pretties up the recollection

Thank you dear old friend of mine
I love that you just had to call
I miss the good ways we entwined
The rest, I just don't miss at all