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wordynerd May 2015
"What do you say? Let's forget the world."

You said with a seductive grin.

I didnt realize I was your forgtten world...

until you pulled me in.
Toro Dec 2012
Times have been changing...
yet somethings have stayed the same...
I have become a better person...
made myself a new name...

Tried new things, quit others...
met new people, lost some old...
Truths were said to some...
to others lies were told...

No regrets was my motto...
since the beginning of the year...
I sit here today in sorrow...
mulling it over an ice cold beer...

I could of sworn I did it right...
maybe just this one time...
But scorned by her...
as if I had committed a crime...

Left to my own demons...
as I am slowly consumed...
Darkness surrounds me...
sooner than I presumed...

You were the light...
which guided me in the night...
The one who led me to believe...
that I was doing everything right...

You could have save me from it...
saved me from the brink...
In seconds my life shattered...
gone in less than a blink...

I had given you everything...
but you just let it go...
Forgtten I was to be, discarded...
who was I to know...

I take a swig from my beer...
my only friend in my time of need...
The true friend thats there for me...
no matter how much I bleed...

I laugh to think I thought it would work...
17th times the charm...
But now the mere thought of you...
just causes harm...

Numb the pain I tell myself...
just forget it took place...
And yet I can't stop thinking about it...
each time I see your face...

I know I'm not meant for this...
I'm meant for something more...
Something better...
and not to be stepped on like this here floor...

You pushed me away...
when I only wished you the best...
And told you that you were beautiful...
more so than the rest...

You smile and wave like nothings wrong...
yet its there...
You'll never know what could of been...
but where...

Deep down you'll find it...
but I'll be long gone...
Left alone at nights...
waiting for the dawn...

I was there when you needed me most...
when you were lonely...
But you pushed me away and never saw how i felt...
if only...
Mitchell Jul 2015
Ten years
From now
We'll be walking beneath
A sheet of
Tailored stars

All it takes here is a little bit of water
And a little bit of love

I can't tell her how I feel
I can't do all that is well

Sad echo rotates through the caves
And the moons sides
All that can be one can

Collide

See me
There - where?
On the other
Side.

I'm a tall tale
Telling you the truth
Is no truth.

That all that was
Was but a myth of the
Mouth;

A myth of the word.

But who says
The myth
Is
Not one to

Follow?

One to believe in?

It's an alright sin.
When you believe in her.
It's man's fault.
Let it be.
Forsake the sacrifice of your own minds

Thoughts.

I'm a taken lady.
Nothing makes her amazed.
At last we are awoken;
At last we are seeing the broken stars
Of yesteryear;
At last,

We are the children

Men

Dream about.

In turn take the burn
On the other side of what
She promised silently

I'm a naked ruin
Without a whisper -
Without a name
That was ever mentioned

Could I be
Without reflection?
Could I be without a
Name
You'd
Recognize?
Could I be
Someone
You've never
Seen?

All talent derives
From experience and
Chance.

Let dreams
Be the basis
That they
Are.

I'm awakening
To a deafening
Cry.

As soon as the bible
Nodded her head to me
And promised, "Everything
Was going to be ok."
I told myself

Never

To listen again'.

A dank river slithers through the forefront of my mind
A soft silence wrinkles through the curls of forgotten time
Let her be a memory of what you thought love was supposed to be
Let her be a stitch in a heart that used to be we

I'm a shy pale front
Of forgotten noise and bile
Tom has seen every noise
Heard every mile

Rhapsody blues
Crimson Sue
Let me take you
Near the tombs
Where only the river
Bends
For you.

There that rapid souls
Scream and careen,
Asking for forgiveness,
Asking for love,
Asking for things
God cannot give.

We make our choices
In life and in death

We must live with them.

Never forget a face.
Never forget a face.
Never forget a face.

Never forget a choice.

All that is holy
Is within

You and Joyce.

Take the last nod:

She does as to you.
Pointed a' weapon
Near to you.

An' there we stand,
Neath' fiery land.
A place where soul and heart
Are no partner but

Foe;

A place where man and woman
Forever

              Stand.

I'm a simple man,
With

Un-simple needs.

Give me wood of gold and
Saw dust of sand.
Give me jokes that weight tons
And what-nots
That resemble toys.

I cannot whimper
When there are
No more
Clouds
To cry for.

See the black sea.
See how it spreads.
It's like
A lost lovers bed.
A husband inside.
No words

Said.

I'm wondering
What he said to you.
I'm wondering
Why now
Your'e so goddarn' blue?
Was one an' one three?
Or was one an' one two?

Every mystery I've seen
Has had a face.
Be it colored magenta, maroon, or
Purple blue.

You tell me what I should believe
And I'll make believe it
For you.

Take last place.

Take first.

Take whatever
Place they
Give you.

That's never
How
It is.

How you
Say it is and
I
Know
It is.

Sounds
Like a
Bumpersticker.

So soon the fragile child made his way to the
Lost river of the forgtten souls of what she knew
I made my way there ok I did
And that's when I saw she was neath' souls below mine

I'm a taken man, I said.
I'm a sealed one.
She laughed with a grin,
Oh, you are the holy one, she said,
Oh, you are the holy son.
What could I do? I thought.
What could I say?
What could I pray but to the sun
Above and the moon
Below.

An old woman by the name of gray
Pleads she has something to say.
Her hair is made of licorice
And her skin is made of gold
But her eyes only show
Something
That can never be told

Sick son
By the river
Near the sun
I'm with you here
Can't you hear?

Take my hand
I am yours
As you are mine

Don't be scared near me
Away from me

I am your father
As you are my son
Even when I
Am not and am not

Either and each.

Each and or.

Her and him.

Him and Her.

Neither and nothing.

Yelling my name she says its true
And I say, It is! It is! It is!
And,
Up we go,
Up the stairs away from
Her and myself,
Away from

Myself.

Away from
What

I created and towards

What

I've yet

To become.
john p green Nov 2015
Used to be a time
Just being peacefully
Peacefull
Scratch ones ***
And in public
Without call from law
Used to be that time
Drinking fountins in park
Brought such pleasure
Yet where did they go?
Used to be a time
Swinging on vines simply
Yeah! Did bring pleasure
So much more I can say
Yet we don't have all day
To bring forgtten moments
Or even childhood fancies
Simply do it now with passion!

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