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Of love

I am mourning
Kisses in the morning
There, moaning
Here, groaning
Is it pain?
Is it pleasure?
Will it ever get better?

I am sick
Of you

And the way I feen
That face, my dream
An incessant need
To feed
On your love
High as a dove
In flight

I am sick
Of me

I'm letting go
Goodbye
Don't cry
Goodnight
Don't die
Go on without me
pretty baby,
You'll be fine
You'll be fine
You'll be fine
You'll be fine
You'll be fine
everything is burning
yes, burning
from the ceiling,
to the f
             l
              o
                o
                  r
from the roof of my
                                   mouth
to the tips of my
                             toes
they are curled

and im drowning
begging to end
existence
suffering
love
loss
hate
anger
regret
longing
hope
depleting
sad­ness
returning

help me end it
lust
confusion
pain
so much pain
crying
torture
loneliness

i
stand
         nothing
                      to gain

please please **please
  Oct 2018 hopeless romantic
savspoetry
*      *      *      and you are      *      *            
   *           *  just­ like the moon *      *          
*        *   *      -----so, alone-----      *      *    
   *      *    but you shine bright  *      *    
*     *            at the darkest  *      *     *
   *      *      *     of times  *      *      *      *    
*           *           *           *         *          
  Oct 2018 hopeless romantic
Madison
You say I'm golden

I say, "that's a lie."

I'm sun-dappled at most

Yet you still smile

In the shadows of my light.

My bad moods loom, solstice

Too often, I ache for heat.

Still, you speak of my radiance

When I feel like a garish Vegas effigy.

In the end, though

I'll let your illusions be.

But, love

Even if you think I'm light's zenith

Being your star

Is enough for me.
i have never been such a loss for words
i want to linger, want to be heard
ears attentive to every word
spend a thousand hours in your wake
split the last piece of your favorite cake
want to grow and to die
with you by my side
and to never ever wonder why
knowing deep down inside
that you were my soul's mate
do you feel it, I wonder
buzzing, tingling, magnetic..
drawing us closer together
ive forgotten what it feels like
to just exist with you
the thought alone
making my eyes salty
coming up for air
just to inhale you
and every memory,
too
I miss your goodmorning messages ending with ten Xs
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