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May 2016 · 225
Loom
Thomas Alan May 2016
We held each breath
as though it were our last
woven from a loom  
designed with regret;
born from the fabrics
we had been spun
as if we would never run out
and we'd never be done
Apr 2016 · 243
Know when to run
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
I'm still falling
from when I hit the wall
My lifeless body
had forbid me to crawl
Still quite the punchbag
but not quite the son
Taught the lesson
to know when to run
Apr 2016 · 201
Our Places
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
Pounds are at stake
when we stare in their faces  
Gathered around the fires
in our final graces  

Before we're all turned to ash
and we're put in our places
Little do they know
That we tied all their laces
Apr 2016 · 215
Shed
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
do we spend time
        in other peoples beds
        to distract ourselves
        from all the tears
        that we so silently
        shed?
Apr 2016 · 337
I'm an art
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
Minimalistic
and easy to read
yes, he is easy
just as you are to please

You call it a tease
but I know I'm an art
built up from pieces
of each delicate part
Apr 2016 · 353
Regal
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
looking so regal
but chain-smoked and black
with a jaw that would cut
he's addictive as crack

tailored as tall
as a high famous tower
with time on the clock
for only an hour
Apr 2016 · 252
The Castle
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
Alone stands a castle
That resides on a hill
Surrounded by walls
Penned by Shakespeare's quill

Inside lives a heart
That is barely a beat
Destroyed by another
That lives on my overthrown seat

Time had once taught me
To rebuild the walls
To keep all them out
Before it all falls
Apr 2016 · 308
Heart is young
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
my grazed feet flood
across early floors
blank stares flock from
wide open doors
cellular hearts seize
at bridges centuries old
like cast iron barricades
never done as I'm told
             heart is young
but brain is so old
if the wires don't cross
             that's why it is cold
you can finally blame this
on my every word
as if it's always my fault
and it's never quite heard
Apr 2016 · 429
Astral Projection
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
head against the pillow
            floating off my bed
to find a place to meet you
astray is where you're led
                    i'll be your little secret
     in this land of make believe
because if this is just our fantasy
      it is not so much a thieve
Apr 2016 · 226
Keep it at it's close
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
I bend at all your ridges
And you fit at all my seams
        You're lay right there beside him
But it's me that's in your dreams

        It's becoming quite so apparent
That you belong with me
But the problem with this story
        Is that it has it's folds
So let's just keep our distance
To keep it at it's close
Apr 2016 · 344
The Heights
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
I'll belong to a summer
That will welcome the nights
Where there's flames that will flicker;
All the way to The Heights

When a love comes to call
Is when I'll lay down my head
And I'll sleep until winter
With him in my bed
Apr 2016 · 266
Alone in bed
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
It's almost morning
And it's cold outside
I'm walking home
From the club, I cried

There's a silence
            I can hear it
And it feels so loud
But I saw you dancing in the crowd

If only had I listened
To the things you'd said
Then perhaps I would not
End up alone in bed
Apr 2016 · 377
Now that I'm older
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
I find it much harder
To now catch my breath
         My lungs truly broken
When you tore out my chest

You see now that it's over
         My body runs colder
And time moves more quickly
                      Now that I'm older
Apr 2016 · 170
The place where you hide
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
Grasping the fabrics
Where I lay down my head
I'm pressed up against
The wall of the bed

There's a fog in my ears
But a warmth there inside
Draped deep within me
Is the place where you hide
Apr 2016 · 267
A Deeper Connection
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
It does not matter
What is under your vest
But what's inside your heart
Not what's bulking your chest

You see that's the problem
With the laws of attraction
Laws can broken
By a deeper connection
Apr 2016 · 187
River
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
I'm just a river
That run at unease,
Clouded in the winter;
With a formidable breeze

Jagged at edge;
Just to burst at the seams
I'll sweep you right under
My gathering streams
Apr 2016 · 457
The Silvery Moon
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
There's a silvery moon
That is guiding the night
A constellation of stars
Webs a beacon of light
Apr 2016 · 294
Do It Myself
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
You said that you'd give
Everything to me
But I'll give it to myself
Everything single little thing
Apr 2016 · 236
The Things I've Seen
Thomas Alan Apr 2016
If you could see
The things that I've seen
Then you'd never feel
Entirely clean

And if you could feel
The things I've felt
You'd also have a heart
That would not melt
Mar 2016 · 229
I don't need to feel
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
Take me back to the lights
To a city that is old
Where I can endlessly wander
Streets laden with gold

I belong to nobody
No one but the night
That's where I fly
Fly high, like a kite

I don't need to feel
To feel I'm alive
I feel the life burning;
Burning inside
Mar 2016 · 336
Wishing Well
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
Put your pennies
In this empty well
Make me some wishes
And I will not tell

Wrap up inside
A place that I can hide
Then float me slowly
Across the melancholy tide
Mar 2016 · 271
Cracked at the surface
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
You need to see the light
How it beams in my eyes
The way the green changes hue
Like the mystical skies

How a sadness runs through me
Like a nail in a wall
When I cracked at the surface
But I never could fall
Mar 2016 · 254
Walking on a wire
Thomas Alan Mar 2016
I'm walking on a wire
Close to the line
And I'm on fire
Across the hemisphere
Where it's bleak
And it's black
There's lights up ahead
Along this track
Feb 2016 · 272
Tricks
Thomas Alan Feb 2016
I climbed up inside you
In a way that would weave
A heart to a heart;
With all the tricks up my sleeve

When you left in the morning
I lay there in bed
Slowing dying
From the tears that you'd shed
Feb 2016 · 295
Thousand Piece Puzzle
Thomas Alan Feb 2016
Put together this thousand piece puzzle
I've got cities in my head
And I build them from rubble
Jan 2016 · 247
In time
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
time
is mother nature’s sewing machine
and it will fix you
right up
Jan 2016 · 276
My Light
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
A galaxy of spindles
An indefinite of life
Behind a curtain of web
Lives a hidden
   blinding
            light
Jan 2016 · 368
Bitten at Dusk
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
we shift our bodies
when we're all coiled up
our salts are now dripping  
tied around lips bitten at dusk
          arched is my back  
we meet at a cusp;
a flame grows inside of me
until we finally **combust
Jan 2016 · 234
Watching The Clock
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
Please go harder
        Now faster
Then stop
If only enough time
    To keep our eyes
        On the clock
Jan 2016 · 266
You
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
You
I am what you need
When you don't want anything else
You are what I want
When I can't find it somewhere else
Jan 2016 · 212
Ruin
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
when all's gone to ruin
and all's turned to rust
when there's nothing left
and we're collecting the dust
Jan 2016 · 310
A Toast
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
Here's to the darkness
And here's to the light;
For nothing would shine
If it weren't for the night
Jan 2016 · 251
Intact
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
I cannot replace
what I lost in you
but watch me now
that I'm not with you
Jan 2016 · 589
Ashes
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
You lit a fire inside me
And left it to burn
Now that I'm ashes
Perhaps you will learn
Jan 2016 · 265
a kiss
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
running like water
a call at the the lips
love locked in
air tight
a kiss
Jan 2016 · 359
When I was made of stone
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
When I was made of stone
I bruised some hearts
And piece by piece
I tore them apart

Now that I'm feeling
It's my heart that's bruised
And piece by piece
I'm falling apart
Jan 2016 · 245
Wandering
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
When I was misguided
alone in the night
I was wandering slowly
lost out of sight
Jan 2016 · 224
Since November
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
Even since November
It's been a cold December
And all the things you said
You can not remember
Jan 2016 · 259
Pattern
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
a break in the pattern
a shot in the dark
hanging by a thread
a knot in our hearts

erasing the pages
that tear at the seams
you cast a shadow on the wall
in my land of broken dreams
Jan 2016 · 293
Time
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
There beneath the surface
A clock-face there in two
Time forever broken
A darkened saddened hue
Jan 2016 · 330
4:49am
Thomas Alan Jan 2016
I followed the moon
and I circled the sun
just to follow the stars
to pick me up again
Dec 2015 · 547
Approval
Thomas Alan Dec 2015
Your mother won't approve
because I've got bigger thoughts
and your father doesn't like me
because I'm not into sports
Dec 2015 · 194
somnipathy
Thomas Alan Dec 2015
you won't ever find me
there in the light
because I'm always hiding
alone in the night
Nov 2015 · 301
Tealight
Thomas Alan Nov 2015
When I'm set aflame
I'll burn through the night
     and I’m afraid
the fire burns
     so hot and **so bright
Nov 2015 · 253
My Garden
Thomas Alan Nov 2015
My garden                
is filled with flowers
flowers and **thorns
Nov 2015 · 278
Limbo
Thomas Alan Nov 2015
you put me in limbo
        with a rope razor thin
        you placed it so low
it cut right through my *skin
Nov 2015 · 347
Relativity
Thomas Alan Nov 2015
stitched into the fabrics of the moon
our love passes by like shooting stars
and like a needle to the sky
           so close to your heart
           that it pierces your soul

and into oblivion I lose you
            to the relativity of time
but alone into the night I walk
            no hands in hands
            not tonight
Nov 2015 · 250
Winter
Thomas Alan Nov 2015
When you left
I felt numb
then it hit me
and it feels like winter
all over again
Oct 2015 · 445
Flickers
Thomas Alan Oct 2015
I want to see it all
through the brow heavy flicker of others
before we burn the whole house down

I want to see it all
             up in the lights;
before the lick of flames **ignites
Thomas Alan Oct 2015
biting down
on a gum lined jaw
a lash powdered scent;
a white floured gore
a bitter sugar
to mask the sour

of a never
     ending hour
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