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Theia Aug 2019
Trees flying by
disappear only after a moment

Leaving you and everything else we had
beyond my horizon

all hope i had
turned into the reality
of paths
of life
living

circumstance..
all i believe in
how our paths are true
how we go in the right direction for ourselves
this is what took you away from me
not hate or jealousy
but the divergence of two paths

at this moment
i can only try to understand
how things work the way they should
because i can't believe that now

i had imagined what we would be
upon your arrival
things to come
things we'd do
just me being with you
but now everything is blank
i can't see my future
i'm returning home to uncertainty

yes, i'll be fine
i can breathe
but all the things you could have fed to my heart
go with you now
as you wind your way down breezy roads
sun shining
smiling

it's like trying to stop a waterfall
you can't
it just flows
I try to stop
try to block you
but i can't
it just flows

i'm weary
i'm torn apart

this past day
reminded me
how good i had it with you
how wonderful it feels to be with you
and how much i'm going to miss it all
and it's not fair
i had no time
i was unprepared
but you're not coming back
and part of me isn't coming back either
Theia Aug 2019
marriage
erased me
blinded me
from who i was

now
like a new discovery
i found her
Theia Aug 2019
Stacks of pencils
Lined the shores
But no one could write with them

They used all their words
And cut off their tongues

How will they tell me

Chop it all off I said
Strand by strand
Each pain goes away
And comes back
It never works, **** I always thought it did

You once tried to kiss me
In your living room
I cut off your head
And that chance didn’t i

I burned that bridge
And now I want to cross it!

Come find the string
That holds us together
I never saw it
I even tried to gnaw it off

I bet if you pull it
We might end up in the same place
Sing some songs for me
Put your voice in my ears

Tell me what you really feel
Because I know you’re lying
Theia Aug 2019
don't you see?
me?
are you listening

i cannot be me
until you recognize

all.the.things
in life
are calling

am i out of line?

why haven't you knocked

on
my
door

here's the key
i'll leave it out
underneath the dirt

wind blows it all away

passion is my middle name
you must have none

are you that scared

of what i cannot see

must i live these years
identically

repetition
breaks my heart

i had the notion
that you were not the same

can you feel this rhythm

it leaves my hands
and ventures out
into the unknown

catch it while you can

life and time are allies

sometimes they love the thorns
Recently found some poems I wrote at age 22.
Theia Aug 2019
can i stop
pretending
to be happy
now?
Theia Aug 2019
i enjoyed the day
despite you
and certainly not
because of you
Theia Aug 2019
i know
i'm doing this for me
but
after all of this
if i don't have you
i
  will
    fall
      apart
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