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Victoria Ruth Jun 2014
though clouds cry
tears fall gently
I am amazed
I watch intently

I am under the sky

the storm begins
staring with rain
from sad clouds
incased with pain

he is under the sky

begin letting out
their terrible sins
a whirling wind
as faith spins

I am under the sky

twist of fate
sun shines through
rays extend down
it is new

he is under the sky

the storm stops
and clouds still
I watch silently
from atop hill

I am under the sky

I watch the violent sky
that is al I do
because storm or not
he is under it too.

*we are under the same sky
I look up at the stars
he sees them too
Victoria Ruth Jun 2014
ringing ringing ringing
the phone off the hook
hoping hoping hoping
he’ll give back what he took

what he took is my heart
ran away with it
so I continue calling
it hurts, I’ll admit

when he doesn’t answer
and I hear that blessed beep
always in my head
even at night, counting sheep

the ringing never stops
for the phone is never picked up
and I continue to swallow
pills down, with water from my cup

they make me feel content
sometimes for just a moment
to help my bleeding heart
they’re just another component

I hear the ringing in my head
day and night it never stops
similar to the screaming sirens
heard when circled by the cops

ringing ringing ringing
making my ears bleed
the ring replaced by his voice
that is all I need

the sound in my crazy mind
the ringing of his phone
will he ever pick up his end,
or am I left alone?
"Leave a message after the tone"
God, will he ever pick up the phone?
Victoria Ruth Jun 2014
You kiss too many
you're a *****
You don't kiss enough
you're a bore
You eat too much
you can't impress
But you don't eat
you weigh too less
You drink too much
you're a drunk
You don't drink at all
you're a punk
You're popular
you've got a clique
You show off
you're just a ****
You study often
you're a nerd
You fail classes
why that's absurd
You're going to be
something either way
They're always going
to have things to say
So whether I'm the
loser or the *****
I think I prefer not
to listen *anymore.
Victoria Ruth Jun 2014
"You aren't going to change your life forever because of me."
He said
But it is he who changed my life forever
I thought
"Because of me"
He said
Because at once you loved me, you mean
I thought
Key word being "loved"
because you don't anymore
"You aren't"
He said
As if you have control over me anymore
I thought
But he knows that still remains true
"Change *your
life"
He said
Darling my sad excuse of a life was changed long ago
When I first met you
And got lost in your destructive eyes
That ripped apart my heart, tore it
"Forever"
He said
As if he truly does believe he will have an impact
F o r e v e r
I thought
Though he may be right, he cannot
Speak to me of forever
For it is not something he knows the meaning of...*

This is not a poem of shame,
nor a poem of depression
Just simply a poem I wrote
For him to learn a lesson.

H
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                       *but I thought
He said this to me
just two weeks ago,
I don't think my spirit
Has ever been this low...
Victoria Ruth Jun 2014
You’re gone now,
And there’s nothing I can do,
I want more than anything,
To run away with you

Just like a fairytale,
We’ll escape this town,
Where you’ll be my prince,
And I’ll wear a crown  

We’ll wake up every morning
By each other’s side
Ready to begin our life
To take on the ride

You’ll dance with me
Just like you used to
Only this time
pain will be through

We’re here together now,
I won’t have to be hurt again,
This my little fairytale,
At least I can pretend.
lets run away
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