I’m sorry I never seemed to care enough
You gave me nothing but love
Maybe I was scared,
Scared of what it was.

I know I wasn’t just a complete wreck,
You always showed me through your smile
If only we could just go back in time
I might just have you for a while.

Thank you so much for all the precious moments,
For those I could never pay you back.
And for never giving up on me
It was I who changed all that.

I’m sorry you wrecked your car that night
You made sure I was safe and sound
I can’t seem to get you off my mind lately
I could only dream to see you around

You treated me like nothing but a queen.
Even tucked me into bed one night,
I just wish you were in my life right now
It hurts to lose you out of sight.

I always try to come off strong and independent
But even you have seen me cry.

I’m so confused with life right now,
So I end up on a plane somehow
Hoping that my scattered thoughts will clear up on their own.

I’ll fall.
My tarnished ideals,
Heavy on my heart
And filled to the brim
With intoxicating…
Lust?
It sweeps through my veins.
Leaving me wrecked,
Lost in dreams
The kisses of memory
A hazy shimmering world.
Heart pounding.
Beating.
Thrumming.
I’ll lose myself in the mists.
Emerging, filled with fire.

do I engulf your every waking breath
like you do     for me?
you're a salted
     crashing     wave
so quickly filling
  my hollow body,
drowning my bones
with your ocean blue   spit.
cocooning inside my body
  is the foam,
the remnants of
the rage of your wave,
it was so       colossal
my ship was wrecked
and left
delipidated
& crushed,
  rusted
   & sunken,
      moulded
        & worthless
under the force of
the sand.

Look at me.. U cant hear, can u **** well ******* see? 
Im the one been standing right there beside u with a heart youve felt beat 
After repeat of deceit, 
Kicking proudly using all 10 feet.. 
Where brokenness is a treat 
Making me stand while u take a seat 
Where u just weren't satisfied till agony took defeat! 
Acting blinded! Not once seeing what waz there for u to keep! 
Makin it look like this world has u beat! 
Where u ******* preferred the streets 
Leaving me to cry in our sheets 
Dreaming of the days we had of feats 
You being the lion 
Me being the sheep 
Should be staying right beside me 
Instead you creep! 
Your confidence becoming to steep 
Head all fillin with heat 
With this **** living on repeat! 
Just halfway u had to meet! 
Got me wearing heart on both sleeves 
Spend all ur time throwing out what i been trying to keep
**** 
Where without you is the opposite of how i wished us to be 
Where i love u 
Where feelings stay unleashed

I am a small boat in a big ocean, all alone tugging along a wrecked ship...

Nights pass with heavy loads and day breaks with hardwork, yet I tug alone my wrecked ship...

Many storms come along, with tide so swift that I nearly lose my grip on my wrecked ship, lightening so bright and thunder roars gives me shivers of doubt that I might not make to the shore with my wrecked ship...

With a high aim and certainty, I tug along with my wrecked ship...

Days go by and I still see no land, will I be able to safely shore my wrecked ship...

Sometimes I see land but my sight has gone so blurry that even reality passes my sight...

Thinking I was taking the right path to the shore but the waves sway me in all directions, it's hard to tell which direction I am in now...

It's a big ocean and am all alone tugging my wrecked ship...


©sim

The train runs too fast
My dear i can't keep up
Droplets of rain
Start to fall down
Pouring onto me
Standing between the line
Of Xs and Os

I wonder how the stars discern us way down here,
like how beautiful we see them up there

I wonder how pink blue skies seem so ravishingly beautiful,
like how every mornings of my every day with you by my side

I wonder how the combined colors of orange and yellow and red sum up a magnificent art of sunset,
like how a combined you and me could be a masterpiece in an art gallery

I wonder how every seas and oceans send a genuine feeling of serenity,
like how surreal the feeling is whenever we listen to the scream of every waves as your hands interlace in me

I wonder how amazingly clouds turn into cotton candies and popping bubbles,
like how it remind us of our childhood during a hazy sunrise

I wonder how every drop of rain could equate to a fascinating emotion of gloominess yet contentment,
like how you satisfy me with the simplest way possible for you are so naive and spotless

I wonder how it was possible to fall in love with you
in a span of weeks and hours
and genuinely say on a morning Sunday,
"****, it was insanely and undeniably beautiful dancing with you under the rain."

You wrecked me, you made me a mess.
I can't believe its been over two years since we met.
And over a year since we stopped talking.
I ended it, not you.
Well, I guess it was kind of mutual.
But nonetheless, you wrecked me, you made me a mess.

You told me I was special, that you wanted to be with me.
Played me with your words, tortured me with your lies.
What else should I have expected?
We did meet on Tinder, but that means nothing, does it?
But here we are, you wrecked me, you made me a mess.

I was swiping left and right a few months ago and you popped up again.
New picture, still attractive, still the same **** I knew before.
I immediately swiped left, but did you swipe right?
I searched you again on Facebook, to see how you're doing.
It just reminded me, you wrecked me, you made me a mess.

I'm glad we never ******, I'm glad it was just fooling around.
Obviously I wasn't anything you actually wanted.
Maybe you just wanted someone to **** with their emotions.
If that's so, you're **** good at it.
But what else is new, you wrecked me, you made me a mess.

Go ahead, treat the other girls like they're worthless.
Taunt them with your lies.
Tell them you want to be with them the same way you wanted to be with me.
So here I am at 11:37 thinking about you because;
You wrecked me, you made me a mess.

There becomes a time when you realize that your poetry is better than your fiction
The deaths in your life, sap your creativity.
With all dead friends, what can blossom?
Bad decisions and body parts
Like the flesh from a tree, positivity follows suit
But the arms of which carry you are wrecked
Because they are the arms of the grieved
The beautiful, belligerent, alcohol tolerant lives that you have left behind
There are your friends, that die like a hard rain.
But they are just as refreshing and reflect just as much sunlight.
But they die just the same
Suns die, stars burn out
Just as you realize that the hoped for importance of your writing was never as important as your friend