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 Sep 2013 Trevor Coon
Dominique
THIS IS NOT A POEM* ABOUT:
Love, pain, life, death, nature or feelings.

THIS IS NOT A POEM WITH:
Kick **** quotations, complex thoughts, cute phrases or difficult words.

THIS IS NOT A POEM THAT WILL MAKE YOU:
Cry, laugh, feel less miserable or think at night.

THIS IS NOT A POEM THAT WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE.

THIS IS NOT A POEM INSPIRED IN SOMETHING IN PARTICULAR.

THIS IS NOT A POEM BEAUTIFUL AS A FLOWER, REBEL AS THE SEA, HAPPY AS A RAINBOW OR MELANCHOLIC AS THE GREY SKY.

THIS IS NOT A POEM THAT USES THE KIND OF COMPARISONS THAT YOU HAVE READ ABOVE.

AND IF YOU ARE STILL READING IT,
**THIS IS NOT A POEM.
I know you're out there,
thinking of me.
at night in your bed,
as pretty as can be.
The emotions pour out,
but the words they stay in.
In this fatal second we know,
the deadliest sin.

And these seconds tick past,
like the tears that fill your eyes.
As the liquid hits the floor,
this moment never dies.
Hollywood can't hold us back,
Hollywood can't hold us back.

The screaming begins,
as we swear never to let go.
But reality sets in,
our weakness starts to show.
And still you hold my hand,
but were starting to lose grasp.
We whisper don't lose hope,
but were going nowhere fast.

And these seconds tick past,
like the tears that fill your eyes.
as the liquid hits the floor this moment never dies.
Hollywood can't hold us back,
Hollywood can't hold us back.

And we still love so truthfully,
thinking dreaming on your bed,
your eyes as pretty as can be.
And today our bond withheld,
because Hollywood can't take you,
no Hollywood can't take you,
no Hollywood can't take you from me.

(I love you Mandy)
Note: Intellectual property belongs to Zak Laforest.
This was written for me in 2007, and I only just recovered it now.
I thought I would pay homage to it.
 Feb 2013 Trevor Coon
Liz
Compliments from others slip from my mind
Affection makes my stomach hurt
Love would make me cry

Before I can accept the feelings of others towards me
I need to accept some feelings for myself
I need to love myself

How can I though
When all I see in the mirror are my flaws?
I am imperfect in so many ways

How can you see around my flaws
When I cannot?
Why can’t I love myself?
i’m falling ever further, ever deeper
into the pit you’ve dug out for me
this is my abode, i welcome you
serenaded by the entrance sounds
can you hear them howling your name?
eyes ever watching, can you feel their gaze?
one once asked
“have you ever been alone in a crowded room?”
i feel crowded even when alone
especially in this godforsaken hole
i can’t remove the stains you ask of me
what is it you want from me, anyways?
perfection, perfection, perfection
i will never be enough for you
i will burn these bridges down
that led me straight to you
i will watch you burn
there is no end.
Lost in the dark
Searching for anything at all
Grasping at any ray of light
You can't find your way
Led astray by broken promises
Your love will be your downfall
Join them, join them
In darkness.
Why lead your life this way
When you could feel like they do?
Nobody is whole.
We are all shells
Of the people we want to be
We know not of happiness
We are the generation of lost souls.
Unmet expectations
and
Broken hearts
Are what define us.

— The End —