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Ludden May 21
Its not a lighthouse in a storm
Theres no foghorn to be heard
Lighthouses warn of danger
Make you turn away without a word

Its not a spotlight to be avoided
Not glaring into your soul
Not trying to bring attention
To every flaw or failed goal

Its a beacon there to guide you
To help you find your way to shelter
No matter what the storm or spiral
When you mind goes helter skelter

You'll never be alone
Thats a promise I won't let go
Never leave you to be abandoned
Come fire, rain, or snow

For now all is quiet
You're comfy snug and warm
And while I'm happy that you're safe
I worry bout the calm before the storm

So if the darkness should surround you
And the clouds start to roll in
Stop and find light I've left
Let it be your beacon
Ludden May 4
The scab is gone
The scar not quite so vivid
No more clawing to relive the pain
No more needing to feel again
The wound is nearly healed

Through delicate care
And careful protection
And through considerations plenty
The urge to reopen
To feel the blood flow
Has been replaced by a desire to heal

Yet I can't protect it forever
Rmeinders of you are everywhere
They make somethings unavoidable
Including the realization
That my heart still belongs to you
Ludden Apr 27
We were never rivals
You learned about me later
But the choice was made
Long before it was vocalized
You were the obvious selection
I never stood a chance
It turned me inside out
Three words were met with two
And then with one
But now it's zero
And in the deafening silence
As I feel myself fade away
I have but one request
Take her to the moon, okay?
Ludden Apr 26
The stitches seemed so sturdy
Holding it all together
All was safely contained
No danger of spread or mess
All neatly packed away
No one worried about a fallout
The pieces had become just Peace
With no one wanting to undo it

One dream was all it took
Like a seam ripper in the night
Those stitches came unraveled
And all came tumbling out
The tears, the pain, the tortured silence
I guess that's why REM
Is the end of the world as I know it
Ludden Apr 22
The brothers may have said it best
You've lost that lovin feelin
But I've managed to convince myself
My own righteousness is why I stay

Every effort I make
Every swing I take
Misses the mark
And comes up empty

It still haunts me now and then
Some nights far more than others
Opportunities foresaken
Yesterday's regrets last to today

I know I'm far from perfect
And I've never claimed otherwise
But with my persistent imperfection
Seems that I fall short in your eyes

Your heart gives so much
For your friends and family
But I'm always left to question
How much is left for me?
Ludden Apr 19
Memories are fickle things
They seem to love to torture
When you desperately just want to forget
Seems memory's fruitage is an orchard

They can seemingly come from anywhere
But they don't need to be regretted
They should still be remembered fondly
Not bemoaned, erased, or fretted

Because if memories were cheating
No one could be loyal
Just because something comes to mind
Doesn't mean your love is foiled

You can smell a smell or see a sight
Even hear a familiar tune
But none of thats a problem
Because he will still love you

So don't hate yourself for your memories
Your love's no passing fad
You can still be loyal to each other
And be grateful for what we had
Ludden Apr 15
You said goodbye
Like it would be a grenade in my heart
Waited for the bang
Not realizing I had let go from the start
You thought it would be better
If we were to stay here, both worlds apart
You said goodbye
But the horse had not been put before the cart

You wanted a reaction
You wanted me to cry
You wanted me to cling
Instead I wanted you to fly
You wanted to be justified
For walking away one final time
But instead what you got
Was a mind accusing you of crime

You said "no more"
Not in three months
Or even four
But what you missed
And what I tried to say
Is that I know you need to go
And I didn't think you should stay

You said goodbye
Like it would be a grenade in my heart
Waited for the bang
Not realizing I had let go from the start
You thought it would be better
If we were to stay here, both worlds apart
You said goodbye
But the horse had not been put before the cart
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