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Zephyr May 2013
We each have our loyalties elsewhere

we are just using each other as replacements.

... temporary replacements
Zephyr May 2013
3 years,
and 24,000 miles
from last night.

And I still remember

everything.
Zephyr May 2013
Her poison reaches out,
the thousands of tiny fingers
grabbing him to pull him back to her.

He can't escape,
he never will.

All of his strength,
his identity
want to resist.

It's slipping away
as he gives in to her
and her poison.

And this time
there is nothing I can do
to protect him.
Her poison effects everyone
Zephyr May 2013
I've been staring at this same blank page for hours

and this is all I've come up with.

















Nothing
Zephyr May 2013
I'm clinging to the cliff,
my fingers slowly slipping off the tiny crevice of truth.

False hope has pushed me over the edge,
and hypocrisy and propaganda is pulling me down.

into the burning flames fueled by the embers of hate.
Not even forgiveness, true hope, and kindness can save me now.
Zephyr May 2013
Being with you is a cloudless rain.
The refreshing downpour of spring water,
under a cloudless sky and the summer sun.
Another poem I found from a few years ago
Zephyr May 2013
I don't know
how you are this good
at ******* me off
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