#arianricky22
i drowned myself in sorrow just to talk to you
but you were quiet.
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 11:11 PM UTC
"write something about me," you said.
"i can't. i can only write when I'm sad," i explained.
"that's sad," you said,
"you won't be able to write for the rest of your life now that I'm here."
oh, only if you knew i wrote a lot about you, i could make a book.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 9:23 AM UTC
these silhouettes strolled across, through the creaking bridge,
walked on it as if they didn't notice the noise,
stepped on it like they knew which path to take next,
but one thing they knew was that they had to cross over
without knowing it would break and took them down
and fed them to the raging waves below.
Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 8:12 AM UTC
i dropped your picture in between thorny vines
with not enough space for my hand to pick it up,
yet still i tried to pick you out of there
a million times.
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 3:29 PM UTC
I've been trying to erase you from my mind,
But I'm scared now that I almost accomplish my goal.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 5:02 AM UTC
Maybe you were right
That I was naive for thinking that
I could go days, weeks, months, years
Without your heavenly fingers
Dancing on the side of me I can't see.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 4:26 PM UTC
Said you loved the moon,
But you always hid
Behind the walls you built
When the dark crept around.
So, how did you dote upon
The moon that shone for you
From inside the fort that you built?
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 6:13 AM UTC
"You are my moon
Which keeps me company
When I am alone
With my thoughts at night."
I remember your eyes lighted up when you said that.
I remember the feeling I felt the night you said that.
And I also remember
The days you turned into a cocoon.
The nights where I only focused
My lights for you; to keep you warm.
So you wouldn't feel no harm.
Then you came out of the shell that kept you hostage.
Right away, as you were free, you asked about your age.
I whispered that you weren't as old as you thought you were.
You sighed in blue, changed your color, and stopped your prayer.
But I am still the moon
Floating with my tune.
So don't reach me with your balloon,
Just stay there in your dune.
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 3:25 PM UTC
the thing about scars is that they will heal
if you stop scratching them.
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 3:42 PM UTC
I longed to feel the sun
Shining on my face,
But
It never happened.
"Why?" I asked the sun.
It simply replied,
"Who are you?"
I stood there
Confused,
Couldn't even find a word
To tell the sun
About
Who I was.
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 11:14 AM UTC
said you craved the touch of my hands,
yet your body's carved by others'.
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 2:03 PM UTC
I lost faith in my feet.
For chasing shadows,
Which led them straight to a cliff.
I lost faith in my hands.
For holding your false hopes so tight,
That I forgot to get a hold of my life.
I lost faith in my eyes.
For giving their sights to you,
And all I saw was someone else.
I lost faith in my ears.
For hearing things that were beautiful,
But they were just a pack of lies.
I lost faith in my tongue.
For all it did was lying,
Saying things that I wasn't.
I lost faith in my heart.
For believing your empty words.
And for letting people drain myself to the core.
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
I was there
Throwing matches on the bridge
Without lighting them up.
Thinking whether or not
I could handle the fact that
I wouldn't be able to cross over if I did.
But as the fog cleared up
I could clearly see you
On the other side,
Pouring gasoline.
"Burn," I said,
So we could dance
Near the fire
On the long, cold night.
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 6:24 AM UTC
So, tell me, lover
Why did you
Choose the impossible
And walk away
After watering the grass,
Making them grow wild?
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC