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Sandra Jun 2014
i forgot the day
the month
the year you left
i even forgot what day it is today
my mind freeze
my body burns
i just want to tell you
that i love you the most.
thoughts from yesterday... <3
Sandra Jun 2014
I watched as you go
Leaving footsteps on my path of woe
Whatever do you mean
By the "how are you's" that you spoke?

The cards of desperation are sent
And are now left in the dark inside me
Where ever you went
You were always there beside me.

Oh, what a silly poetry you made
Out of a thousand vows in this world
That should be said in the holiness of yours
You pick mine
My "I love you dearly, my dear."

Oh, what a silly boy you are
How could you ever said sorry to me?
You shouldn't, I insist.
At least we had our "we"
Before we had our "were".

It's my fault, it's truly is my fault.
To fall, for someone like you.
To die, for being beside your
Cold, dead, lifeless, beautiful soul.

I'm sorry..
I'm sorry..
*I'm sorry..
I wished for your best, K.
I always do..
Sandra Jun 2014
K.
You
Tore apart
All of our memories
Inside your kingdom
Of thoughts.

You
Broke the promises
of an "I love you's" we had
And push them down
Into the dark void
We once filled.

You
Spoke the words
That meant the world
To my lifeless life
And pulled them inside your mouth
Again
While I fell down the floor
And crash into a million pieces.

And you
Wondered
Why I hate you so much
And why
I always love you
For that?

Your thoughts of me
Are unspoken
And are understand
By me.

Please,
*i want you to know that i do
i do
i do hate you
i do
love you
Again, i do.
Sandra Jun 2014
Untitled, unseen, unspoken words,
Untouchable, unlovable, and unrecognizable
By you.
my thoughts inside the dark was always you.
  Jun 2014 Sandra
Sarah
I. I saw the dusty corners in my house
from where all the drawers used to be
and they reminded me of
broken promises and lost memories

II. He was just a boy with a fragile heart
yet he had the ability to break her walls
(and also her bones)
He walked like a wildfire but acted like a gentleman

III. I stared at my empty bookshelves and
I wondered where this was going
People said that I couldn't make
a heart a home so I tried to make
my own house a home instead but
I kept failing
The maids didn't even put my books
in alphabetical order

IV. You told me that you didn't want
to lose me ever but now we're sitting far
from each other and all I can do is watch
as you slowly tear my skin apart

V. My mother said that we need to stay strong
but I can't do it if everything's trying to
pull me into the black hole again

VI. It's cold and I need your warmth so badly
but I'm afraid I'll freeze you
with the wind inside my lungs

VII. You're throwing my heart and watching
as it crashes onto the floor
I hurt my foot with the shattered pieces

VIII. I turned off my light last night
because I knew we both liked it that way
even though you weren't even there with me

IX. You tear me. I love you. You tear me.
I love you. It's okay, I love you.
this is about nothing in particular.. except for us moving out (again) in a couple of weeks. sigh.
Sandra Jun 2014
When I was a child
I was scared to go to the bathroom alone
I was scared of the cold thin air
And the frozen drops of water.
I slept with my blanket
Tucked under my body
Because I was afraid that the monsters
Will pull it down my bed.
Oh, how i was afraid
Of the dark that comes after me
In every corner of my cold bedroom.
And the rain that stroke
Majestic lightnings that cracked up
The dark, lonely, and infinite sky.

And, oh, how ironic it is
That all of my fears are gone
And are change by an obsession.

I like the cold frozen water
Running through my body
Trying to escape
Making me feel warmer than my iced skin.
I love how the monsters are trying to
Pull me down
And try to help me to get out of this
Cruel, cruel world.
I adore the dark
That keeps me away from being seen
And makes me feel safe.
And, oh, the rain.
The beautiful drops of water
From nowhere
Cleaning my hateful and wicked body
Saving me from myself.

Funny,
The only thing that hasn't change about me
Is how much I truly
Hatefully
Love you.
  May 2014 Sandra
Sarah
You fly me up
to the sky
before you turn me down
on the very next day
Living with you
is a constant battle
between smiling, and crying
Maybe we never complete
each other like a puzzle
in the first place
Maybe we're much more like
two lost hurricanes,
destined to meet
Same chaos; same structure
Destroying -- and building --
each other at the same time

well, at least I know that
you love me just the same
as I do.
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