trying to get away i run around in circles to my dismay round and round smaller it grows the center of my gravity is you fading black to white escaping hues not wanting reds or blues white washed walls of memories of you tongue in cheek there’s a story between us you refuse to speak i’m undone one foot forward two steps back making excuses for the feelings that you lack holding on to thin cold sheets waking up, alone
Posts Tagged ‘writing’
Gravity
In Catatonia, Meloncholia, poetry on November 20, 2013 at 1:39 pmBuoyant
In Catatonia, Meloncholia, poetry, Uncategorized on March 13, 2013 at 3:09 pmHere I am
Adrift once more
In a sea of chaos of my own making.
You are the waves.
Emotions are fierce currents.
Expectations drown, they choke.
Insanity is a the lone rescue boat.
parchment
In poetry on February 26, 2013 at 3:25 pmscratching paper
this pen has run out of ink…
write with blood.
scratch surfaces of skin.
skim the bones.
squeeze the ink from that heart.
the story goes on.
this is art.
Seeking
In Catatonia, Paranoia, poetry on August 21, 2012 at 3:26 pmMy eyes betray me.
They wander off to where you stand.
At least, where you used to.
I cannot help it.
I wish and I pine.
Unintentional and strange.
I believe you are mine.
These eyes dart back and forth.
I am dizzy, mortified.
Afraid you will catch me looking;
You will see through my disguise.
I keep my mouth closed.
My face in an expressionless mask.
This heart is not up to the task.
But oh how my eyes betray me.
It seeks you endlessly.
Heartbreaker
In Have A Laugh, poetry on August 13, 2012 at 5:23 pmWhat’s playing on repeat?
He asked with a smile.
Some random song from a random guy.
Dance with me!
He then said
Fogging my brains and clouding my head.
Come closer, don’t be shy.
He pulled me in
Heart drowning, world spinning.
Soon enough, he let me drop.
Bleeding, broken on the floor.
That’s it
He said
I don’t want to dance, no more!
Picking up broken records
Piecing up notes in place.
What’s playing on repeat?
The next time he asks…
I’m smashing his face!
Dream On…
In Have A Laugh, poetry on August 7, 2012 at 12:15 pmSometimes, I imagine you walking
Rounding the corner
Flowers in hand.
I look away, shyly
Fighting the urge to stand.
I imagine I would be confused.
Should I smile or run?
But then you’ll stride towards me
Unyielding, so sure of your intent.
You stop, handing me the bunch
My breath catches in my throat.
I wake up from the dream, coughing.
S.O.S
In haiku on August 6, 2012 at 9:13 amfeisty winds blowing
the weather is ominous
i await rescue
Free
In Meloncholia, poetry on July 25, 2012 at 3:56 pmThese falling pieces of ash from fire embers,
Like snowflakes fall, diamonds in winter.
Stoic, I watch the ashes of your letters.
On the floor they break and scatter.
No more sweeping under the rug.
Egg shells have been walked over and crushed.
Pieces and bits blown out of the door.
Along with memories… they bother no more.
CRAP!
In Catatonia, Meloncholia, poetry on July 16, 2012 at 9:20 amI see your eyes in every face.
I smile and blink –
It’s gone.
I search again
In this sea of strangers.
When will I learn?
You are not him.
I am not her.
You are gone forever.
Memories, they haunt me so.
All I want is to let go.
But time and again-
I see your eyes in every face.
I smile, blink back the tears.
You are gone.
Please, let me move on.
THANK YOU FOR THE LIKES AND THE FOLLOW <3
In Uncategorized on July 16, 2012 at 5:11 amThis is for those who took the time
To read and appreciate my lines.
I know most of them don’t rhyme.
Still, these words are of mine.
Thank you for dropping by.
Shared a laugh or a cry.
For reading what’s from my heart.
Thank you all for taking part.