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Phylicia Dawn Jul 2011
This is the ice breaker.

I am always new to a conversation,

years gone by as days slow down.

You may relate to it like a fish out of water.

Breathing under earths clear-blue surface

its hesitation of a world spinning as words are spoken.

In need of a breath of fresh air,

comparing it as a gasp of an after thought.

A finger to the mouth, a cat caught the tounge.

Separation can be too much too scorn.

This irrelevance in term we call chemistry.

The deep secrets we hunt,

for an open country we live without.

Should we walk the talk?

We swim a mile in short term.

The distance a man can take to dive

gives this enough to cancel past premonitions.

An eye length away

we go where the bible parts the seas...

This long trail for a short cut we gut from the book of trust.

We take the scenic route

like riding a bike till it ends with a flat,

making us take a bus,

till it cost too much.

An arm and a leg we kick to swim.

One or the other as we struggle,

we use a foam vest astride by a whim.

This maze with secret illusions,

a movie The Laberenth comes to mind.

Make belive...made up dreams.

Morals of fairy tales.

Stroies told.

Or this fable to tuck you into.

Where there is no grandmother to look forward too.

Who says I love you?

A goodnight that can't live within you.

Nothing but a monster that we hide from under our sheets.

We stress to the progress of nothing but a scary cry of, what if's?

For a wolf like me faking it's false teeth

turns out to be a deciving catastrophy.

Made up and unforgiving.

Living my escape.

It's the farthest away from my problems.

The least of my worries.

If you must try to unpuzzle my riddle.

It comes naturally.

You have it or you don't.

It's easy if you know me...
Peter, Peter
Pumpkin eater
But i don't devour pumpkins
Those deciving crooks
What do they know about me?
Absolutely nothing
I wouldn't hurt a fly
Unless it hurt me
Tolerant until the temper has been flared out
Natalie V Sep 2013
Red and pink liquor on your lips, let me taste forbidden passion i might just like it how it feels.
Entertaining sadness away from here , feeling lonely and feeling nothing is it all there will ever be?
Deciving hearts playing around I thought love would come by now , there’s a heat of emotions I can not feel . Do you mind if I’m honest and melancholic just for the night? Maybe you can stare into my eyes and see what is inside , is it soft and vulnerable or all you see is emptiness and stone inside?
Should I see you , you and your life carry on around you with all your charm and bourdens , I’d like you to share what  sorrow you have inside. Good listener , missing me , missing you and all the things we had got.
Oh you noticed what a liar I am , no one ever knows who I really lie to , ain’t no one of you, I lied to the mirrors I believe is the only way to go on , get by without saying the truth .
Ain’t  youth a cheating life they think it’s easy just because of that ,I might not recognize my voice or your face , all I got are memories inside , slowly turning ashes to dirt . Nothing.
NAME Feb 2019
It's funny now.
How if I do something
You always make it about yourself

They compare me to you
Wanting me
Too be more like you.

When you mess up,
No big deal
Because you're the Golden Child.

But me?
Shunned to the side, a dissapointment, a waste.

I'm sorry I can't feed your ego.
That I'm horrible by not catering to your every need.

You blackmail me to get what you want
Spreading lies to all your friends,
That I'm a monster
Deciving
Scheming
Disgusting

I hate that I still love you,
Sis that I hold dear.
i still love you tho

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