Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
T Thomas Nov 2014
After all you said
about being there for me
through thick and thin
and you loved me for who I was
and not the sexiness of my skin
You said this time you wanted to stay, to marry me
but
It was my depression that drove you away.
  Nov 2014 T Thomas
mark john junor
we sit in quiet reflection
she reads her french romance novel
i do the times crossword
i pause to sneak furtive longing filled stares
my heart nibbling at her earlobes
the nape of her neck in the soft light
her perfume lightly on the air
the sound of her turning the pages
passage of time
as she shifts in her seat
she sips her tea in a dainty way
unaware i marvel at her very presence
the utter beauty of a woman reading
the sensual and lovely way she holds herself and the book
one hand casually playing with a lock of her hair
her moist lips moving as she reads
her form curled into the comfy chair
i love women
they are such beautifully mysterious creatures
they are the center of all wonderful dreams
so full of terrible mysteries
so full of such beautiful light
a woman reading in her comfy chair
is such a beautiful sensual thing
  Nov 2014 T Thomas
Jeremy Duff
I've been busy
too busy to write.

I'm too busy loving you to write you the love poems you deserve.

I'm too busy working so I can have money to buy you the things you like to write you the love poems you deserve.

But I'm going to continue loving you,
continue kissing and holding you,
I'm going to continue being yours.
I'll never be too busy to love you.

Who needs love poems when you're in love?
T Thomas Nov 2014
I want late night drunk calls
about who gives a **** what.
I want your **** opinionated voice
ringing in my ears.
I want you to **** me
by only intriguing my mind.
I want someone open
and honest
That doesn't leave me blind.
I want poetry
of how the alcohol that burns in your throat feels just
as if you're saying my name.
T Thomas Nov 2014
Nights like this I can't seem to function.
The Wellbutrin and Klonopin aren't
working anymore.
No matter if I double the dose.

I want to be happy.
I want to be loving.
But I'm going insane in my mind
and I want to pluck every strand of my hair out.
I want to tear off this skin
and smash my brain in
so my thoughts can finally roam freely
and not racing in my head.

As I walk through the halls,
I barely exist.
It's all a drift.
T Thomas Nov 2014
I wish the memories
and thoughts would
disappear for good.
I want to feel that happiness
with you everyday.
They may hide,
but these demons are here to stay.
My voice is shattered
and my mind is battered.
Constantly having to sew
my worn and tattered
heart back together.
T Thomas Nov 2014
I'm drowning
             and slowly seeping
                             in to the abyss of nothingness.
I'm reaching out,
I'm reaching out,
                              but I'm too far gone.

I'm choking on my own words,
and no one can save me
but maybe a bottle of whiskey.
I need to be sedated,
                      I'm tired of feeling
                                            crazy.

Fire burns me alive inside
till I'm numb on the outside.

My whole world is crashing,
                  I'm dying under the sun.
I'm trying to run,
                    but my feet are grounded.
I'm trying to scream
                              to wake up from this dream.
Next page