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Miss Me Nov 2017
Little small hands
   Little small feet

What beauty lies
   So hidden beneath

A child's reach
   Should always be met

But an adults
   Why?
After all it's just grief

It's easier to hold a grudge
    Then to take a little peek

Even when small hidden souls
    Have much to teach

But it's the guiless blinder
    You choose to keep

That way you can escape
    The blame that you breached

For so selfish is the way
    Of this so called life

When you think nothing
    Of a life you didn't care to reach
Miss Me Oct 2017
Viewing life and all its existence
   Wondering where I fit in

Am i too an actual
   Participant

If so
   Why  this feeling
There's no proof of my
   Part in it

The passing by
   Of others and happiness
I see no
    Footprint left of mine
  Oct 2017 Miss Me
SassyJ
See that woman taken by the wind
blown in the skies without a lover
nor promises to uncover her darkness
her nights are covered by the moon
As it wanes she wades on her bed
caressed in a lonely love affair of own
arrested in an unbearable burn of lust
stressed by blowing ******* of unwon
she tries to chase the butterfly in the dark
as the glow promises the line of lovers
her laughter is an echoey paste aced
See that woman taken by the winds

*Hold her hand and just chase her
Miss Me Oct 2017
The existence of some days
  Hold me captive
For 1, 2 hours
  Even days at a time

I feel i can barely breathe
  That i am slowly dissipating
But it' is that drug!
  That **** drug i keep taking

How do i escape it
  Because it also keeps me alive
The running has got to end
  There's absolutely nothing of me left to bend

I scream and i scream
  Because I am alone
Please please
  Why me
Over and over again
Miss Me Oct 2017
Crazy days fill up my head
    To wish them away
Would be lazy in a day

For its those sun filled laughable
    Bids for the day
That project us so teasingly into the next day
Miss Me Oct 2017
Forgiveness
   Foreshadows
       Of what we
            Sincerely will become
Miss Me Oct 2017
Here it is again
   My face hidden in hands
Short time ago
   I was sure I would learn how to let go
The ******* i use upon myself
   In any given day
Reaps such horror
    How can it ever be replaced
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