#overthought
You fit into my thoughts like your poems fit in my pocket...
Delightfully comfortable.
I could write you a list so long, outlining all my flaws.
You call me beautiful and I can almost see it.
Hands could intertwine and it could be so wonderful..
But you'd have to get to know me.
Walls could come down...
But you'd get to close.
It could be wonderful for awhile.
Bodies tangled and laughter filling our hearts.
But I get scared so easily.
You are a masterpiece...
I'm resisting the impulse to run as emotions take me.
But I know an absence of you would always linger in-between if I did.
All I know at this moment..
Is I couldn't stand for "us" to be another broken memory along the floor.
But how could that be possible when I'm so consumed with thoughts of you.
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 6:54 PM UTC
The hammer came down
as thunder resounds
bouncing around in my skull
a paradigm shift
like closing the rift
the knife not sharp
waxing
dull
Passing the line
all of the time
burning deep in my heart
what I once knew
tried, and yes, true
passing it all off
as art
Hell doesn't knock
hard as a rock
ripping my small world, apart
no plea or recourse
the unstoppable force
an end that begins
with a
start
Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 10:23 PM UTC