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What is it with 3 A.M.
And memories?*

Heartbreaks hang like tassels
stitched on the fabric of my ever so weary heart
Red drips. Blips. Falls with the sound of a nail-scratch.
Three months ago you said I was your sunlight, but today I saw you put your hand over your eyes to block the sun
Maybe the reason
Your mom is so happy to see me,

Is because I'm the best girl
You ever brought home.

And maybe I'm happier

Because you left me alone.
TELL EM BOY BYE
” ***** Face ”
Supposedly my face is the cause
Left over angry! Written on my face
*****, ***** resting on my face
They say my eyes glare out of their sockets …
with angyry eyes and dead pan ***** written on my face
And honestly this makes no sense
Are you mad?
Are you sad?
Are you okay?
Left over angyry written on my face
Look, I’m sorry if you’re offeneded.
Because the way my face naturally bends!
Please understand that I don’t mean
the expression, my resting ***** face
puts on for me,I went to bed upset
Wishing that I could just forget
My head just spun
As I lie in frustration
The tears kept coming
While I kept wishing
I could fall fast asleep
Yet I kept replaying the words that were said
As they consume my head
And then
I look in the mirror and seen that resting ***** written
On my face
Only the universe loves me.



The wind’s gonna blow my spirit up into the sky.

So, I can give the stars a hug.

Cosmic kisses on my face.  Ripping my skin apart.

The laws of physics are really going to break my heart.
Maybe I don't have a One

This isn't meant to be depressing
although I agree it may come off that way
I just want to be realistic

Maybe I don't have a One

People die for no reason all the time
I don't mean to be somber
these are just facts
do think they had all fallen in love?
do you think their lives were fulfilled?

Maybe I don't have a One

We're force-fed fairytales
peddled parables of Princes and Princesses
love is just a product
no different than chocolate
or straight to DVD CDs of Dumb and Dumber
Not everybody has a bicycle

Maybe I don't have a One

Don't get me wrong
I'm as hopeless a romantic as the next guy
I'm sure people do find love
and a couple consists of two people
so they very well may make up the majority
but as obvious as it may sound to say
50 is not 100
some is not all
and everybody might not have a somebody

Maybe I don't have a One

This wasn't meant to be sad
I just feel like we're all fed a certain narrative
that may or may not be true
which is fine
I just don't think it's crazy
to admit that
perhaps
possibly

Maybe I don't have a One
You Used to Love Me
Shouldn't that mean something
How can you look at me like I'm nothing
Like I'm a leftover
of a meal you never ordered
like I'm the fifth leaf
of your four leafed clover
The one you wish you could forget

You Used to Love Me
I know you did
You told me
I was the peanut butter
you were the jelly
you would lay on my belly
and tell me anything you wanted
because I was everything you wanted

You Used to Love Me
so why do I find it so hard to talk to you
I used to tell you everything
now I doubt I could tell you the time of day
you look through me
not at me
What am I to you now?
A walking memory?

You Used to Love Me
Sometimes I think
This is going to be hard for me to say
but
Sometimes I think the past is as fabricated
as our predicted futures
We can rewrite narratives as we see fit
to fit the story as it unfolds

You Used to Love Me
I say it over and over again
constantly unsure if I am lying to myself
maybe each lie
is another knot in the bow
I use to wrap up our time together
You Used to Love Me

I think
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