#come-back
They say its Just for ***** and giggles.
For my Friends and Family,
they won't know the pain,
of waking up and dying every day
Wishing that you could just feel the same
as you did back in 5th grade,
with that smile on your face.
Now you just sit feeling like a disgrace
Needing, wanting, craving the fade away,
In the depths of your emotions,
of the simple,
the everyday
"We love you" you'll hear them say
All you want is for them to just stay away
Leave me alone till I turn grey
So I can grow lonely,
And sad
and decay
...Nay...
We should fight.
Fight for today,
So tomorrow I can gaze upon your face and well say:
**** How did we do that. How did we come this way?
Was it fate, that here we lay next to one another, as the sunlight fades.
Its life again, Im feeling brave
But your gone again, fore here Ill stay
A patient puppy waiting for the rain to go away
and the curtains to rise and reveal your open arms for me once more.
Wait. Please stay, there is no chance for me to go that way!
Please wait, Stay,
Ive already had enough of change,
If I desire anything its that you change the words you say.
But I love you. and Here Ill stay,
patiently awaiting our reunion days.
If I must Ill fade away,
So I can save you the happiness
of my lost days
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 3:50 PM UTC
dusty windows
that convince you
snow falls in summer too
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 6:11 AM UTC
As the evening
erodes away
into night,
I am put into terror
as I hear the last
few notes of your
favorite song.
I haven't heard it in
years.
It's beautiful actually,
I've forgotten this melody,
but secretly I listened to it
by memory
for weeks on end
after you
left me.
This terror turns into
happiness as I
see you there.
I imagined this
different.
You would be
smiling and happy again.
But no, you are
six feet under the ground now.
Your breathing has ceased,
as well as your love
for me.
And I'm fine with this,
seeing that I have
enough love for the both
of us.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC
Look at me
I SAID LOOK AT ME.
I want you to remember
every detail to my quite round face.
I want you to see
the glimmer in my eyes
as I tell you about a song I'm writing.
I want you to study
how your shirt looks on me,
and how tiny it makes me.
I want you to stay,
but if you're going to leave then
remember me.
I need you to remember me even if it kills
you and me.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 5:38 PM UTC