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Justine Sep 2010
I dream about you everynight
Its always so beautiful and serene
You hold my hand while we walk in the wet morning grass
Blanket soaked with fresh dew since you held me as we watched the sun both set and rise
I see your eyes, darker than mine big, bright and full of hope
As you stare lovingly in the warm moonlight
While we slowly dance to beautiful old love songs
You have a voice both sweet and deep
Your whisper softly singing my to sleep
I feel the butterflies in my stomach
When your lips brush against mine
I feel my heart beating in my chest
And you tell me how you'll always be mine
Then I wake up
Looking to the left
But I am alone, wondering when I will meet you
I hope your existence isn't all in my hea
4/25/2010.
Justine Sep 2010
Every night When I close my eyes
I think about what could be
You're everything I have ever wanted
You're better than my sweetest dreams
You are more than what I could pray for
Your eyes shine brighter than the stars above
Your kiss makes me shiver and melt all at once
Sometimes I wonder where you came from
I swore to God I'd never feel this way again
But each day you prove me wrong
I get anxiety and my heart starts to pump
Like a middle school girl with a middle school crush
And sometimes I think I'm falling in...
But I stop myself short from thinking such things
Because I know that I could be getting my hopes up
I know that things may never be
People say I should just let my guard down
Because you could be just what I need
But I'm doing my best with the situation at hand
I'll simply leave it at
I want to be in your arms
Feel your breath on my neck
Your sweet whisper in my ear
And simply just be with you.
4/20/2010
Justine Sep 2010
I read your words
They seep with pain
My heart is beating hard
Its getting harder to breathe
You were everything beautiful
What love was supposed to be
I still shiver when I think of how you touched my body
The way your lips absorbed every part of me
Now I'm drowning in your river of self decay
Because I can't feel what I felt
I would do anything but you threw it all away
Wasted on innocence and insecurity
It just wasn't in our cards
You were everything beautiful
What love was supposed to be
Please baby, don't cry
I'll hold you in my arms
No promises but tonight I will try
Our history one of the greatest tragedies
Not even Shakespeare could write.
Do you remember when you picked me up in the pouring rain?
I was running
I'm not sure what from
But you called me, or maybe I called you
I loved listening to music with you
And watching weird movies in your dark room
I never spoke because there were never the right words to say
I thought you could be the one
But what does any girl know at 17?
You were everything beautiful
Everything I wanted you to be
There is no shame in the feelings we shared
I'm afraid pride will never let us know
Let us know anything.
You are everything beautiful
Your songs,
Your lips,
Your silly tattoos
But I'm sorry I can never let myself trust you.
4/25/2010.
Justine Sep 2010
I'm out here
Where nobody can find me tonight
Swallowing stale raindrops
Looking to the clouds for some kind of sign
Is this a test?
Because I can't help but question my faith in God
I'm losing my mind
And this time it isn't fun.
I let the temptation of the cancerous demon fill my lungs
I need this addiction
To **** this clinching stomach ache
Why do I feel
When I'd rather be numb?
The ghosts of my past wont stop bothering me
When I only want to be alone in my pitiful misery.
My heart is dead but the pain still remains
Maybe I never truly wanted to be saved.
4/25/2010
Justine Sep 2010
I remember when I stood beneath the broken New York City sky and felt your kiss within its splashing death
I remember sitting in your old car listening to ****** music and feeling your eyes dance over my blushing skin
And the way you adored my innocence as you held it gently in your hands trying so desperately not to crush it but taking enough to make me straddle a boundary between adolescence and adulthood
I remember when you made me laugh and
I remember sneaking out just so i could spend a moment or two and how hard my heart pounded when you touched me
I remember hour long phone conversations about nothing but they made my lips tingle into an honest smile
Or the way you always told me I was so beautiful and I knew you were never lying.
I also remember when you hurt me then told me you were falling in love
Then it all fell apart
We were never true lovers maybe only in our heads
And I'm not sure we were ever really friends
but even after so many years
And knowing what love really does feel like
Even after many times I told you I never would
And though I never shared that emotion with you
I still remember when we had those beautiful moments
Though small, always wonderful intense and true.
Feb 2009.
Justine Sep 2010
It's all a game
A fantasy of make believe
And the Princess lays a wasted old woman
Because she thought it was reality
Her life is gone
Her dreams escaped
She cries as she sees her wrinkled haggard face
He stole her youth and prosperity.

Sometimes you think people are different
The words they speak are exotic and new
The desire to be loved is a fixation
And you'll be abused by those who need to be wanted
People only want you when they need you
When they need someone to be there
When they need you to tell them that you still care...

I'm sick of this disease
All it ever does is **** the brain and haunt your heart.
And I wont be a victim anymore
I refuse to be a convenience and nothing more.

She believed every word that her Prince ever spoke
And now she lays a wasted old woman
Dying,
All alone.
10/2009.
Justine Sep 2010
I wish I could
Fake a Rhyme
Burn the Sky
Fire Ablaze
Sinking into the horizon
For all to see
So the ignorant believe
Maybe happiness will enfold
All who hate...
...relate
...discriminate

I wish the world
Would be okay
For the heart of a child
And the warmth of a home
So that a love
Pure and true
will enclose
will infuse
all who lie...
...cry
...die

I hope for the truth
For the Pain
For the cruelty
Everything to curse upon
The open world
Full of youth
Innocent and oblivious
To the hurt
We all bring

I hope someday
Children will be able
To play
How it used to be
In the days
Where a child was a kid
And their parents were adults
But until that perfect day
I pray we all will be okay
11/13/2005.
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