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 Jul 2014 y i k e s
Hayleigh
If i could,
I would,
Carefully take you apart,
And put you back together,
Piece, by fragile piece,
And i would not cease,
Until the job was done.
Until the sun once again, shone from those lost, wondering eyes,
Until the cries that had chained you down,
Had been removed from the ground.

And if i could, i would,
Take my tools
And attentively drill out
Your insecurities,
All those flaws, you believe to be
Impurities
And ***** in self acceptance so tight,
So that never again at night,
Would you be reluctant, to hold yourself,
As you sparkle in the moonlight.

And if i could, i would,
Clamp together,
Your hopes and dreams,
Your self belief,
And tie them together at the seams
With double knots,
So that you never forgot, how
Capable you are.

I'd take each glittering star,
and plant them in the pupils of your eyes,
So that each time you cry
You'd be reminded of the beauty inside,
Of you.

And if i could, i would,
Paint over your frame work,
And tentatively cover up those scars,
So you'd never again see the hurt,
And never doubt
Just how perfectly imperfect you are.

And if i could, i would,
Saw away your sorrows
So when you thought of your tomorrows,
You weren't filled with dread,
You were filled with joy and hope
And optimism instead,
So that before you went to bed,
You were not filled with self defeating thoughts,
Ruminating inside, that pretty little head.

And if i could, i would,
Weld securely into place,
A genuinely happy smile,
Across your dainty face,
And a hand in yours,
So you'd never have to brace
Anything alone.

And if i could, i would,
Disassemble your malfunctioning thought processes
And rewire them back together again,
With a spanner, in the manner,
That meant you were not
Classed as insane.
I'd unfold and rearrange,
The chemical imbalances
Within your brain
So that the years of disdain,
And self blame,
Where a thing of the past,
I'd put you back together,
In a way, that showed you,
You were meant to last.

And if i could, i would,
Attach wings to your spine,
So there'd never be a time,
That you'd stumble and fall
You'd stand tall,
You'd rise above it all.

And if i could, i would,
Take the lonely shadows of your heart,
Rip them apart
And blaze them,
In a light so bright
It'd never die out,
You would never again doubt
All that you are,
And all that you can be.
And if i could, i would,
I'd set you free.
I awoke at 1 AM
And had no reason why.
Perhaps my dreams were torn from me
And with them my sleep so shy.

Maybe my mind could sense that I
Had gotten three emails so far
And maybe I wanted to see if one
Would make or break my heart.

It wasn't there. But it could arrive
If I stayed awake but ten more minutes;
I read the ones that I had received
But felt no spark of interest.

I wondered again why I'd woken late
In the bowels of the night;
Maybe somewhere in this world
Someone special gained their sight.

Yesterday someone's ears were ringing
And their friend said, You know what that means—
Someone's talking about you, girl

And I wonder if this is the same.

If I'm awake because someone's dreaming,
And I'm awake in their dream,
I know it's not the one I dreamed of
Unless in school he's fallen asleep.

Maybe the planet was calling out
And only I could hear them;
Maybe the world begins to turn
One notch faster at 1 AM.
 Jul 2014 y i k e s
Abigail Ann
it's 12:39 am
and here i am,busy overthinking
if only i can go somewhere far away
far enough to make these thoughts go away

while half-listening to my old folks,
my mind is clouded with thoughts
thoughts that makes my bones ache
thoughts that question the love I'd received and gave

it's nights like these when i realize
that my favorite author is right
you can't be happy,
unless you're sometimes unhappy

**** this stupid reality
i just wanna go to sleep
so i'm gonna leave the time behind
and let the world fade into obscurity

-AA
the nights were for overthinking, and the days are for oversleeping
You fell in love with me.

I just hope you jumped.
Not slipped.
 Jun 2014 y i k e s
paper boats
We were never meant to be.
The poetry I wrote,
**You didn't read.
 Jun 2014 y i k e s
paper boats
You've done something to me.
Life wasn't like this before.
I write poems about love now,
And convince myself that they aren't for you.
I don't know how you feel,
Does it really matter?
You've taken over my mind,
And the butterflies in my stomach...
Wont sleep.
Lets just go our separate ways,
Before its too late.
Because,
Its inevitable.
Please stop...
Please stop.
Before i fall in love.....
 Jun 2014 y i k e s
JustChloe
I cant sleep
but I would rather stay up knowing
you are somewhere awake thinking about me
We cant sleep
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