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Victoria McShane Nov 2015
If I could set the clocks back awhile
To our last day together, I would
I'd play out all the events up til
The moment you died, and I'd cry
I'd go back, to the day before,
And ground myself so I couldn't leave the house
Maybe them you'd still be alive,
With no one to pester you about some **** movie
But I didn't, and we went
I can't even remember what the hell we went to watch
I know it was good, we had a good time,
Then we left
You held the door open for me on our way out,
I glared at you for being a man, as usual
And I looked back out on the street
And then I froze..
A man, in his car... staring.
I saw him shove a mag in his gun and **** it back.
The rest... it's all a blur.
I can still hear the 5 shots he popped off
Two hitting you in the chest,
One in my neck,
And the other two missed.
What a lousy shot.
People were yelling, I was screaming.
You were on the ground and so was I.
I didn't know if I could move but I tried anyways.
You were trying to say something to me..
I couldn't understand you.
I crawled to you and put your head in my lap.
I could hear you struggle to breathe.
Someone was screaming into a phone for an ambulance
But I knew it wasn't for you. It was too late.
The last thing I ever heard from you was, "Love you, boo bear."

And then it was over.
Based on personal experiences. Love who you have in life and never take them for granted.
I'd like to thank eveybody for their time,
as we conduct this interview in rhyme.
If you have a disability such as mine,
Everybody wants to pry into your mind.
So in this piece im going to address,
all the questions im asked, i intend to put that to rest.
But i can't do this alone, i require some help
Bluestar , thank you so much for providing assistance
Yes thanks, ladies and gentleman, here we go,
What we have here is a fine young specimen,
A young age male with a disability no one knows,
And what is it, you ask?
Why, I don't mind if I do begin to explain him
Epilepsy, that's what it is,
It's what he's got inside
And before you start to ask, no it's not a mental disorder
Do you want to hear the facts or think the fiction, you have to decide
Shall i dispense with the facts?
Hmm with the mighty sword of knowledge ignorance i shall attack!
Epilepsy is a neurological disorder,
It causes me to be prone to seizures.
Not the kind that causes the removal of property,
But occasionally my brain will fry, and my body go crazy,
Like a vampire exposed to holy ether
But don't worry, he's not going to die,
If you're with him when it happens you cannot run and hide
He'll need you to support him, to make sure he's okay
Make sure things are out of his reach and do not force him to obey
In conclusion dear friends, im just like you,
I may have neruological quirks, but im still Neroamee Alucard,
Not some show at the zoo,
So if you know somebody, with any form of fault or disability,
Dont patronize or be overbearing,
Just make allowances for their need
Thanks For the Help Pirate!
Victoria McShane Apr 2015
You called to me
As my way of release.
But it's backfired,
And now the thing keeping me here
Has turned against me.
How am I to love something
If it fights with me daily?
What is the point of dedication anymore?
What is loyalty?
Victoria McShane Apr 2015
I'm afraid to go to sleep.
The monsters under my bed won't subside.
The ghosts in my mirror won't stop moaning.
I'm afraid to go to sleep.
If I go under will I wake up tomorrow?
Will I see the sunrise?
The daemons in my house
They don't go away.
I'm afraid to go to sleep.
I see their shadows stalking me,
I watch their eyes glow.
Will I suffocate in my slumber?
I'm afraid to go to sleep.
I'm afraid I won't wake up.
I'm afraid I won't see you tomorrow.
I'm afraid I'll never speak to you again.
I'm afraid to go to sleep.
Victoria McShane Apr 2015
You, sir,
You are a wizard
You are just a puppy,
Lost in the woods

I can guide you,
Help you and hold you,
You can cry out to me in times of need.
Could this be what I think it is?

Is this real?
What's the matter?
Are you alive?
ARE YOU OKAY?

..... Don't lie.
I know you're not.
That is why I am here,
To help you up when you fall down.

But that bond will only hold so long,
It'll only last as long as you want it there.
If you push me away and hide the truth,
I'll leave you in the forest.
Victoria McShane Apr 2015
Sometimes the only payoff
For having any faith
Is when it's tested
Again and again, every day

I'm still comparing our pasts,
To our futures,
You might have wounds but,
They're my sutures

And we could be immortals
Just us,
Immortals,
Without loss

Immortals,
And no gain
Immortals,
With no pain
Victoria McShane Apr 2015
The night was young,
The scene was set.
Dinner was made,
We were off to a great night.

You looked stunning,
With your tan boots and **** hat,
Your cologne smelled wonderful,
And your eyes shone bright.

We started off awkward,
Like most dates go.
But as we warmed up,
The fire inside us ignited.

You held me close to you,
I rested my head on your chest and hugged you tight.
Your scent filled my soul.
Everything was perfect, nothing else mattered.

And then, as we swayed together,
You began to sing.
We continued to dance,
And the whole world disappeared.

I feel safe in your arms.
Nothing can get to me,
No one can hurt me.
That was the moment I realized,

I love you.
This is an old poem written after I fell in love with my major. He's taught me everything I know and he's forever in my heart.
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