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Entropy isn't quite what it used to be,
Chaos isn't really that new to me,
But how was I supposed to know,
Someone like you could endear me so.
Kinda short but you've those beautiful eyes,
And I'm thinking about you, as this poem implies.
And I don't really know what else to say,
But my dear my heart soars when you're like 'Hey'.
I don't want to remember, I just can't seem to forget,
every single moment, right from the offset.
That look in your eyes, made me feel so bad,
you were beautiful when jealous and now it's just sad.
Every word said on that night, still echoes in mind,
and try as I might, I can't leave it behind.
So a distraction was needed, and perhaps that wrong,
but I remember too much, from your voice to that song.
The entire world at my fingertips and I simply write your name
Countless people in this world, and I fall for one who can't feel the same.
I don't even know, what I'm pretending for
While pretending not to love you, I love you all the more.
I would give my life, I would give my soul
to just for a moment, once again feel whole.
Where went the time for us? I still got the scars,
I guess I wasted it, matching words to bars.
I want another moment, or hour, or day
to be happy, free and with you without life in the way.
But what I want doesn't matter, what I want I can't get,
so I'll be stuck with these feelings for a while yet.
  Jul 2015 The Last Wordsmith
Chris
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My heart is the poet,
*I am merely its scribe
The puzzle of my life and I let it fall apart,
I cared too much about it and I let it break my heart.
But I've got back all the pieces, they just no longer fit the same,
So I'll just grab it all and take it, take it right to the flame.
Watch everything I cared about start to burn away,
and once it's all just ashes maybe I'll forget that day.
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