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I never spoke her name.
But they knew who she was?
Yeah, yeah, she's the girl.

The one that made me smile many times before.
Had me skipping friends just to be with her.
Yeah, yeah she's the girl.

And when you meet her you be amazed but not shocked.
More likely impressed she is the one I love.

As with guys that find that special one.
He is aware it takes a lot to win her love.
And it doesn't simply concern money at all.

Yeah, yeah she's the girl.
I love.
Yeah, yeah, she's the girl.
I adore.
Yeah yeah, she so wonderful.

The one that stole my heart and made me fall in love.
When I (wasn't looking for love at all).
 Sep 2018 yogirlturkey
sankavi
I want you in my life
but I don't want to be committed to you
I'm scared to be committed to you
because one-day ill fall in love and you'll be gone

people always leave
its inevitable
what's the point of committing to someone you know wont be there forever
 Sep 2018 yogirlturkey
GAETANO
Hello, how are you today?
I hope this note finds you well.
I'm writing to tell you that I miss you.
I never known
The touch of your hand on my cheek.
I've never known
The way you would look into my eyes,
And convey to me, the love in your heart.
Your love for me would make me feel unique.
There is an esoteric peculiarity in your look.
An emotional connection which flows between us.
How can I touch you from here?
I dare not get near you.
I'd never want to compromise your
Love for another man.
I'd never walk  by your home,
Even though, just being near you...
...My HEART beats uncontrollably.
I think how lucky I am to know you exist.

You walk by me,
As though,
You don't know that I am here.
How can I tell you
Of the endless depth,
Of my love for you?
You don't even glance in my direction.
All I can say is I love you,
In my fantasies.
But we live our lives
Together, Happily,
Separately,
Forevermore,
In my dreams.
 Sep 2018 yogirlturkey
Virtuous
Don't tell me I'm pretty
Tell me that I'm passionate
That I have drive
Tell me that I make you laugh
That I know how to make your day better
Don't tell me I seem nice
Tell me that I'm kind and compassionate
Tell me that I'm not afraid to dream and to dream big
Don't tell me I'm perfect
Tell me the you love me despite my flaws
That you want to spend the rest of your life with me
Don't tell me I'm beautiful
Tell me that you'll be faithful and forever true
Love is like spring,
There will always be pain,
Equal parts sunshine;
Equal parts rain.

The thick sludge builds up,
It's hard to trudge through,
There are obstacles,
Involving two.

Then snowbanks unfreeze,
There are boundaries no more,
Now aware that this weather
We can no longer ignore.

Tears always fall,
Words always fail,
The love that we had,
Melts away with the hail.

Raindrops come down,
Into puddles they descend,
We have to face the bitter truth,
Our time has reached its end.

My heart is as broken,
As the ice on the lake,
I see the cracks and wonder,
If underneath it feels the ache.

Icicles are dripping,
Disappearing like oxygen,
Along with any chance I had,
Of being with you again.

The hole in my chest is the same size,
As the one in our ozone,
The season will soon be over,
The snow will thaw, I am alone.
"I can see my door, my bed, my window, my chair, and my table.

"I can feel my spine against the wall, my feet against the floor, my jaw tightly shut, and my fingernails buried in my arms.

"I can hear the wind coming in from the open window, my heartbeat rapidly thumping, and that familiar voice in my head, shouting once again.

"I can smell the dampness of the ground outside as the breeze carries it to my room, and the sickly sweet odor from the soap used on my hands.

"I can ******* blood spilling from the bite in my lip; my last harsh reminder that
        I
        am      
        still
        alive.
When you call a suicide prevention hotline, they will often ask you to describe to them 5 things you can see, 4 things you can feel, 3 things you can hear, 2 things you can smell, and 1 thing you can taste to help ease anxiety. I hope this poem helps someone struggling to look forward, because believe me, it does get better.
 Jan 2018 yogirlturkey
No Name
There I lay in the middle of a room with 4 walls and a light staring straight right at me. Glaring like it want to say something but there was no sound. Then I laugh, its funny because even for a second there I really thought that , the light would tell me something. After a while I can hear a familiar sound, It was rain hitting the roof. Again it felt like it was saying something and yet again I started to laugh for there was no voice and i'm fooling myself how could rain tell me something. For hours I never stop staring at the ceiling with a blank thought, not even thinking of anything. Then I realized its dark, I'm pretty sure the light was on a little while back and no one had entered the room to turn it off. In my mind i'm sure its a blackout but i'm comfortable to where I lay. I didn't bothered to check. Now I'm staring at ceiling again but there was no light. The light that has been glaring at me  earlier.  It was pitch black. The darkness seemed to be telling me something yet in my head. Is still blank state. Then there was silence the rain have stop. It was so silent that I can hear my heart beating and even my breathing. The silence was absolutely deafening. I was scared I don't know why, as I feel the room getting and getting smaller in the darkness. The silence starts to hurt. I'm getting flash backs of my past, all of those memories sink in,  in a flash. Now i'm truly scared. I tried to move but my body wont. I tried to scream but theres only whispers coming out my lips. The silence I was experiencing was truly different and the darkness was a new. Then I heard it. Loud and clear. It struck me and then I realized. What was the message. Then a lighting flashed, then the lights turned on. Thunders roared then it broke the silence. I just immediately stood up. Look at the clock, it was already 3 am, Then I said to myself what a good day to LIVE.
sometimes it takes only the thunder and lighting to remind you that you are alive.

— The End —