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#slippingaway
I know, I know, there's something that you want me to say You feel it's time, I hear it in the tone of your voice But somehow, expectations just get in the way I wonder why the rush, why must I do it today? Not telling me, you're telling me to hurry it up I know, I know, there's something that you want me to say You ask, you ask, and no doubt you hope and you prey You show your love, it's in the lightest touch of your hand But somehow, expectations just get in the way Just today you asked me if I want you to stay I try to hold you close so you can feel what I feel I know, I know, there's something that you want me to say My love, my love, you and I once swore to obey To love, to cherish, to perish all thoughts of things in between But somehow, expectations just get in the way My love, my love, tell me why I'm slipping away Where and why and what and how, this pitiless change I know, I know, there's something that you want me to say But somehow, expectations just get in the way
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Nov 12, 2025
Nov 12, 2025 at 10:13 AM UTC
Expectations (A villanelle)
gliding and sliding between two sheets of slippery translucent paper no friction, no traction, no adhesions no trace or footprint closing behind you as you pass you can live a whole life striving and trying but it's as if you were never there
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Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 10:13 AM UTC
It's a Wonderful Life
when i gaze into your eyes, i feel myself drowning a little, a little more than i should. i'm slowly slipping away. when your presence is near, my heart flutters in your madness, i feel your effects. like alcohol in my system. when you speak my name, i feel my body freeze and my mind, replaying your sweet melody on repeat. like a broken record. when you're not near, i begin to crave your more than ever. perhaps it's the after effect. or the withdrawal of you. i need you. but when you whisper it so softly, the fact that you love someone, someone else, i can't help it. i can't help my miserable feelings. i can hear my heart crack.
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Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 11:58 AM UTC
heart crack
my life has become one of those dreams, where you watch yourself ***** up from afar. everything's perfect, everything's fine. i speak those lies, for i can't even explain what it is. all i can say is, i can feel myself slipping away. i'm leaving myself behind, goodbye. to. myself.
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 2:58 PM UTC
goodbye to myself.
I can feel you slowly s l i p p i n g away. You're strong and I always knew you would fight for a while, but everyone walks away at some point. I knew you would last longer than most but I'm not foolish enough to believe in forever. Even forever expires. It always does.
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Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 11:04 AM UTC
Slipping
I suppose I've come to terms with the fact that you will never love me. Because how do you dwell on something that never dwells upon you.
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 1:15 AM UTC
No, Never
I'm standing here, on the edge of a cliff; looking out unto the darkness below. You're standing there, across the way. There once was a beautiful, long bridge between us. Flowers grew on it, and kids loved to dance on it. Now there's a broken, rusty bridge that is falling apart every time you take a step. What we once had is now broken, damaged, falling apart, slipping away. Every time I try to reach you, I feel like I'm talking to a wall. I can see these feelings evaporating from my heart, but I don't want them to. I want to hold on to them forever. The view was breathtaking, I don't want it to disappear. I just want to stay in that moment forever with you, but you're slipping away. Soon, you'll be gone; and you'll take those good memories with you. You'll turn them into thoughts of remorse for me. Yes, it's true; there you are, slipping away.
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 11:46 AM UTC
You're Slipping Away
**Concentrate on the task at hand, Don't let your mind s l i p  a w a y .  .  .  .**
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 12:30 PM UTC
Confessions #6
Distractions, Distractions. I need Distractions. The tears, The tears. They never stop flowing. The pain, The pain. It screams from my body. The blood, The blood. I need to stop. Distractions, Distractions. I need Distractions. but there are no distractions everything is a reminder everything.
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Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 9:04 PM UTC
Confessions #4