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Thomas Alan Nov 2022
why don’t you waltz
with me slowly
underneath the crying stars

then stab my heart out
using the tiny bits of glass
that caused the scars on both your hands  

can i kiss away the pain
and make love to all of your lies?

why don’t you tie me to our bed
and stick it deep between my thighs
Thomas Alan Nov 2022
You slipped him on like a glass slipper
and I don’t mean to be this blunt
You’re telling us that you fit so well together
but I can see toes poking out the front

The magic dies at midnight
that’s when the fantasy will end
So soon you’ll remember what was real
and what is actually pretend
Thomas Alan Nov 2022
I’m still clutching the clouds
and you watch from afar  
I don’t know why you still hate someone
who doesn’t exist anymore

Betty and the other stars in the sky
they carry your heart to me at night
and they keep bringing me back to you in your dreams  
because they believe we can put this right
Thomas Alan Nov 2022
I do not need to tell you
that you may want to reconsider  
how you auctioned off your heart
just to sell it to the lowest bidder

Why did you bring me back
to just replace me with a lesser man?
to then torture me one last time
and to do it just because you can?

You know it’s going to hit you
like a train in the night
and you won’t see me coming
because you’ve dimmed your own light

And if he’s what makes you happy
Why aren’t you letting me go?
Is it because he hasn’t got the glow
that can warm your hands in the snow?
Thomas Alan Nov 2022
I play with an idea
that’s got tangled in my hands
I wrapped them around some concept
of all my selfish demands

I will be the Architect
of my own tragic demise
when I am building my walls
as high as the skies
Thomas Alan Nov 2022
You watched me build myself a brand new body
like I am made of warm plasticine
and while he tries to rinse me off your skin
the water doesn’t quite run clean

You caught him looking for the plug
so now you've wrapped me in a bubble
so I can float above you both
until I can dance in the all the rubble

Always quick enough to put it in me
but never to cut me some slack
but I guess that's just you
trying to keep his hands off the tap

And it's beneath the shallow, empty waters
that there's cracks that everyone can see
so while he paints over them with a ring
he cannot paint over me
Thomas Alan Nov 2022
I am relentless, obsessive
when I am screaming into the hardened face of this cliff
but is there anybody here to listen?
or talk me out of it
over a spliff?

Yet, I only have one purpose
one desire, one selfish wish
and that is to find what it is that we’ve lost —
the thing that what was missing when we shared our last kiss

I will continue to throw my light
into the shadows of your doubtful, ‘made up’ mind
and I will light up it’s beautiful skylines
until it’s the real you that I can find  

You don’t have to see this through
this path to which you have committed;
sometimes it’s braver to just admit the defeat
and let your soul be aquitted

Why should I just give up searching?  
when I know you want more  
I promised I would never give up fighting
for things I did not value before  

I will dig my weatherbeaten feet  
into the bed of this sea
until you turn around and you listen  
and sail right back home to me
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