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The Year Nov 2011
This has become more important.
Lost in my dreams, lost in my mind.
Blame onto me, I know the fault.

Faulty lines, different views. I miss you.
We are better apart, but only you know.
It beats on, it beats on.

Staring up, steaming, and breathing.
No tears, it’s not you.
It’s what you made me realize.

Realize that I am not human.
Shying away from what’s good, what’s right.
Cowering lifelessly, withholding, complacent.

Jellyfish, no brain. No soul.
I’m a star, bright and spectacular.
Only you, nocturnal and beautiful, stayed to see me.

Once the sunlight broke, I was gone.
Those nights, my brightness.
Now I simmer alone.
The Year Nov 2011
I want to be talked to,
Held,
Caressed,
Cared for.
I feel like I don't deserve it,
I’m too
Selfish,
Awkward,
Distant.
I have a hard time connecting,
I feel
Judged,
Incompetent,
Inexperienced.
So I’ll just stopped trying.
The Year Nov 2011
Never let your blue eyes show
Anything you see

Glossed and rimmed
Hidden eyes
Clear, blue, black
Pierced and power
Quiver, only at the lip
No one saw but me.

Written like a book
Read like a song
Easy on the ears
Nothing in the mind
Unable to realize when you hum along.

Assumptions, assumptions
Sting when delivered
But never taken to the heart
Stolen glance
Strong and steady
Shoot them down

Open your blue eyes.
The Year Nov 2011
Timeless green told your age
Betrayed by the moss.
Winding, winding
Pattern abandoned
Sing along, my dear.

Swept and polished
Still I know
What lurks under the surface
Your ancient tale
Share with me, my love.

A girl with ringlets climbs your stairs
Trips upon the last
Sliding down, falling soft
What a leap
Catch me, if you can.

She is grabbed by a man
Taken from your sight
One last glance is all you have
You miss her so
Weep your sorrow, darling.

Less and less attempt to try
Greener and greener you grow
Memory is all that’s left
You shut your gate for good
Throw the key, throw it far love.
The Year Nov 2011
Sitting, waiting,
Watching the clouds on the brink.
Spilling, dripping onto summer’s green face.
Blemishes, cracks
Weakness shown as they are slowly met by the ground.
Running, leaving
Away from the safe, fluff home.
Scared, chased
By the thunderous roars.
Runaways.
Dodging the light, cutting through the thick hot air
Refugees.
Unwanted, tired
Falling into the unknown,
Down.
Gathered in pools, ****** into glass
Some stand alone
Dripping and sad.
Pitter-patter, no one cares, no one listens
Their cries soothe us back to sleep.
How can we be soothed by billions being force from their homes?
Eloping
Escaping
Carried.
Stolen by the wind and sun
Pounded by the ground,
Homeless, hopeless, lost.
No longer welcome, safe.
Cast from their utopian cloud bliss,
just disregarded ***** tears.
"I love the rain the most, when it stops"
The Year Nov 2011
Burnt back
Swig down
Soar high.
Repeat.
Seek more
Think less
Swig down.
Stumble ,
Yearning,
Panic,
Bliss.
Thinking,
Feeling,
Touching,
Drinking.
Swig Down
Soar High.
S.t.o.p.

Who is this?
When did her reputation proceed her.
Why do I need to be her?
Confidence isn’t found in a drink
I know that so why do I keep finding mine at the bottom of the bottle?
Closed off, shy, not worthy.
I know that’s not who I am, at least when I am swigging.
I am loud, brilliant, ****.
Where is my middle?
Help me find it.
Or one day I will soar to where she can’t catch me.
The Year Nov 2011
Map
I want all this creativity, culture, experience. I want all of it.
When do I find the time to sleep?
Cause when I do my dreams don’t come.
Why can I only dream when I am awake?
It scares me, what is wrong with me?
I fill my head with others images, desires, thoughts
Where am I
When I am not there?
Submersed, overridden, delayed
Too slow.
I know I have what I need to be great.
I know it is there.
But where am I?
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