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Just Jenny Apr 2014
How dare you love me right now
I'm vulnerable and ugly
As these tears run down my face
And my makeup smears across my cheeks
I stench with the smell of sadness an sorrow
And here you are
Holding me like I'm some kind of
Bundled up blanket who's edges you do want to hit the floor
Here you are whispering sweet nothing's into my ear
Until my gasps and hiccups
Slowly become silent and my breathing becomes even again
How dare you kiss my ***** face
Until I break my sadden barrier and smile
How dare you breathe me in slowly then all at once like you've discovered a new scent you want to keep to yourself  
How dare you love me right now
I'm vulnerable and ugly

But you ?

You make me feel whole again.
I was broken
rachel redwine Apr 2014
I let my heart rest on you
you make it feel so right
tides rise and come crashing through
wash out the darkness inside.
If I could just lay with you
forget are lifes for a night,
into your chest i'd sink through
lathering in our light.

A false forever does not exist in my mind
when were together there's no place and no time

Your pure existence gives me hope for mine
lets lay it all out on the line.
it's ok Apr 2014
you're the perfect beat in the song
together, you're knotted with a perfect memory
you're a could have, should have,
you're a wish and a dream
and to trace my fingertips across your skin
feels like heaven and bliss running through me
head to toe, and sometimes at a breaking point
but I'm not even sure if my words mean anything
because we can spend all night, all day, all year
talking. laughing. fighting.
we can spend forever in ecstasy, thinking it'll never end
I will still have my doubts
because you're a couldn't have, shouldn't have
just a wish and another goodbye
If I were to be a day,
It would be overcast
And I'm not even sure that light
Would come, or ever last. 

If I were to be a breath,
I would be shallow
Hard to take, hard to keep
From a chest too hollow. 

If I were to be a heart,
I would be almost whole
Except for the time I let it sit out
And you pinpricked a hole. 

If I were to be a house,
I'd have an iron-bound door
Nothing would enter without my say
And I wouldn't go out anymore. 

If I were to be a song,
You'd never hear my words
They'd be in a language you don't know
The language of hurt.
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
If you were the saw to a magic box,
I'd be the one inside.
If you forgot the spell to make me whole,
I'd be fine just with you alone.
If you grew tired of my half-self,
i'd conceal it somehow,
long as you smile.
Because you,
you,
are the love of my life.

If you were gone,
I'd chase you.
If it seems too dramatic,
I beg of you,
notice the truth in these lines.
Look in the mirror,
and gaze as I do,
at the light you shine.
Because you,
you,
are a mystery,
even with all I know.
pushthepulldoor Mar 2014
I'm like a fresh cut rose
that has been twisted and
hung upside down
to drain it of life.
Starting at my feet
I'm beginning to grow fatigued
as it climbs to my knees,
then to my hips
until it reaches my lips.
Once the process is complete,
the moment someone
gets too close and
brushes me the wrong way,
I crumble.
Never really able to be
put back together.
Just replaced.
I got rid of the beginning.. I think it looks better with just this part.

© M.S.

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