A part of meÂ
Fiends to be
The best at what I do
Including but
Not limited to:
- The best at loving you
Tag: Poems
Thief
I came across him in the dark
And like a moth to a flame
He pointed out the parts of me
That were bright and full of life
And just as I stepped close
He stole that spark he claimed to love
And used it to light the path he left on
Never Good Enough
I once was an open sky
But you complained of no domain
So I then became a storm
To which you scorned my heavy rains
I fell down into a pond
For you to find all but arcane
So I grew into a river
Hoping to flow into your veins
My current brought me far
But see by then it was too lateÂ
You seem to love the clouds
I guess my sky wasn’t that great
Far Away
Fractured lies
A used disguise
Won’t save you from this fate
You’ll drown in hope
A thought provoked
Forced locks on every gate
Presence not
But not forgot
A promise to be kept
Here you are
Once near now far
For integrity is inept
Claimant
You seethe in frustration
As you pull at the ends of
What you know
Somehow thinking you will
Unravel the solution
To a problem that never existed
In the first place
Favorite Song
Imagine a poisonous melody
That’s stuck inside your headÂ
And no matter what you seem to do
It’s a tune you can’t forget
But replace it with a feeling
Still on loop it will never end
Like fingertips against the skin
You will never touch again
Letters To Him #1
I’m learning the true meaning of vulnerability. I am learning what it means to be open, fully and completely naked in my emotions no matter the consequences. I tend to close myself off after being hurt, or after learning that I can’t trust someone. And while that might be healthy in some ways, I am learning that it is okay to express you are hurt. For a full year I slowly became desensitized, incapable of feeling anything. I felt I never had a place to be open with you, and I really didn’t. Today I want you to know that the way I allowed myself to hurt in your presence was unacceptable. I will never allow self inflicted torture by “staying” ever again. Never again.
Luck or Love?
He gave me roses on a rainy day
Though he wasn’t the cause of my pain
And then he stayed to give me company
Though he knew I would drive him insane
Am I lucky or is that love?
Definition
Your insecurities are not worth
The emotional distress
Yet you continue to let
Your insecurities define your worth
Let’s Start Over
A chance for you to be you
A chance for me to be me
A second chance that we deserveÂ
And together we will be
What's Mine Is Yours 