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 Apr 2013 Tessa F
R
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 Apr 2013 Tessa F
R
I'm trying so hard to be
Strong,
But I can't help that I'm so
Weak.
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
Mia
Am not the girl you fell in love with
Not now, after all the pain.
You're not the boy i skipped to meet
With heart as light as a feather.
You're too distant, too aloof.
You showed me the world,
I believed it was mine.
And now its hazy and grey.
But i know,
We were meant to be together.

Am a little rough around the edges
Growing old does that to you.
But you're worn out as well
From running circles around me.
I long for the guy who wanted me,
Everytime and anytime.
I felt needed, loved, wanted.

I want to take you and make you mine,
Love you more than you expect,
Accept you even when you hurt me.
I might not get it right,
But even when i break your heart,
I won't leave if you'll have me.
I promise to try.
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
Quentin Briscoe
Vivid Imagination but this right here is real....
How sympathetic can one man feel...
I'm a runner... living free...now i'm crawling...****** feet...
I'm a walker...standing proud...on my knees...running crowd...
I'm a bystander.... filled with joy...knocked to the ground...A ****** toy....
Screams I hear...Screams We hear...Its the screams we fear...
That means the terrors near...getting closer...
So now we pray...When we should have been praying before...
Just because we don't hear no screams doesn't me terror ain't at the door...
Or across the Ocean, across the Seas...
Red, Dead, Black and Blinding...
Because you can't hear the screams..
But I been praying for family...For my dreams...
I never stop asking God for peace...even when I can't hear the screams...
America I beg you take the time to hear the screams...
Because just like you care for those bombs on Boston's streets...
these a school in Syria with bodies across the street....
Theres a Home destroyed in the middle east...
or a town massacred in Mali..
Pray not just today but tomorrow...Pray not just right now but forever...
Because this will be forgotten by you who didn't hear...
This wound will heal for those who didn't lose a limb...didn't bleed a tear...
But tomorrow terror will claim another life...
and how much will you care...
because CNN didn't have a chopper in the air...
Wicked Won't Stop Coming!! But we feel the need to stop praying...
The time is coming...Never stop praying...
"Jesus thank you that our screams haven't got any louder!! But keep those who were affected. Heal those that were wounded and wrap your arms around the families of the deceased. We pray that you allow us to find those responsible. We pray that this unites even more and allows us to become a closer and more unified country. Keep watch over our streets at night. Allow us to be able to love our brother and sister so that we want to do them no harm. That we learn to forgive one another and love each other no matter our differences. Bless those over seas fighting for us and our freedom and bless and keep those overseas that have to deal with violence and cruelty on an everyday basis. Keep your arms around them and give them a sense of peace. I know it sounds like we just ask and ask and ask, but know we are grateful for all of your blessing and mercy!!! In Jesus name We Pray Now and Forever! Amen"
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
Anne M
Stunned in the nucleus
of the microcosm we'd created,
I watched you
as you ceased to be what I knew
or wanted to know.

I waited
as you flew off the handle
of the door you were clutching
forever leaving;
always I shook
as you felt tears
I never cried
on your shoulder
and turned back
to the life you promised
you’d lead.

Promised.
I never wanted
that from you.
I never craved forever aloud
or begged for a guarantee.
I only wished for today
and tonight
and now. Not later.
So leave.

Grasp that handle.
It’s your only anchor to the here and now,
because I know you.

I know the beautiful words that fall
with certainty
won’t be surfacing tomorrow.  
I know the blood that pulses
between us
isn’t rhythmic all the time.
We’re unharmonious
in these evolved states.
But we fought ourselves down
to our most basic,
and we could stay if we believed
in the primal integrity of yes.
But we can’t
and we don’t.

So we recant every sound we made together,
every motion that moved us
however briefly.
We implode.

We could've been a supernova,
but this,
this is a blackhole.
Slightly revised repost--let me know what you think!
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
k
aileen
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
k
'you have monkey toes'
she always giggled
when we played foot wars
on that smelly old couch.
the couch that we
cuddled on for hours
while she braided my hair
and told me fairytales.
she's the one who made
me believe in all that,
the magic in the world
the fairies and the monsters,
the angels and the saviors.
and she was the one
that always saved me.
but now she's 950 miles
and 16 hours away.
 Apr 2013 Tessa F
Chuck
I
aspire
to
float
to
welcome
lands
flawed
perfectly,
home
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