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Tia White Jan 2016
Let me be the one
The one that you seek
You are lost and searching
But it is here, within your reach
Your eyes burn right through me
Hunting something you can't see
Always going round in circles
Being led back to me
But my attempts to show you
have been in vain
It's been in front of you
from the start
Yet somehow,
in the shadows I remain,
Hidden and obscure,
Invisible to your heart
Tia White Jan 2016
Touch me softly
I will let you look inside
Do it slowly
And I'll show you what I hide

Take all of me
But do it lovingly
Make me want you
And I'll give you what you need

Love me passionately
With desire, set me aflame
But do it gently
And I'll do you the same
Tia White Jan 2016
Warm salty tears,
falling slowly from her eyes.
The mask that she wears,
keeps her in disguise.

The hurt shows through,  
written clearly on her face.
With each tear she cries,
the mask is washed away.

The pain that she's known,
grows stronger over time,
it comes out when she's alone,
in little wet crooked lines.

And when the mask is gone,
all of her doubts and fears,
the things she hasn't shown,
are hidden in her tears.
Tia White Jan 2016
These thoughts I have
in my head tonight,  
I can't really explain,  
so I sit and I write.

What I need is a way  
to unclutter my head,
to somehow figure out
what I'm feeling instead.

The shadows of time  
have to started to show,
telling me something
I already know.

With a smile on my face,
I try so hard to hide,  
that I'm just not happy
with no one by my side.

They say to stop looking,
to let it come to me,  
but it's hard to believe
these things will ever be.

And still here I sit,  
so full of dismay,  
alone with my thoughts
at the end of the day.
Tia White Jan 2016
Time flies by these days so fast.
You better make sure the moments last.
Enjoy the little things in life while you can.
Like the laughter of a child or the love a friend.
Take the time to enjoy what is given to you.
Things like sunsets, rainbows, and skies of blue.
You never know when they can be taken away.
Because time flies by so fast these days.
Tia White Jan 2016
These walls around my heart
were built a long time ago.
Promises you made from the start
persuaded me to let my love grow.

You brought me out of my comfort zone.
I chose to let you in.
Yet it felt like being led away from home,
never to return again.

Once more I played the fool.
All too well do I know the part.
A painful reminder of what not to do
as these walls grow higher around my heart.
Tia White Jan 2016
The heart of a woman can be wonderful and wild.
And then there are some that are shy, meek and mild.
There are no two that are ever the same.
And over time they can always change. 

When life deals a difficult hand,
sometimes it can be hard to understand.
It can alter our minds, affect who we are,
and in our hearts leave a permanent scar.

For when a heart is broken
and the wound is left open,
It can often grow back twisted,
mangled, crooked, or sadly even wicked.

Matters of the heart are delicate indeed.
And really all it is, is someone in need.
In need of affection, tender loving care.
Or simply someone to just be there.
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