I'm scared of you, You, the people I call my peers. Your taunts haunt my mind And I know you don't anymore But these aren't scars, They're simply wounds that Never heal.
My thoughts always seem to burst into carefully made galaxies. Planets are formed from each subject I think of. I visit most often the planet that is formed with thoughts of you.
The shadows They follow me Trapped in my own coffin Of what others call my mind I do see the light of day Yet I choose to ignore it I see the people around me But I still stay where I am I get moments of hope When I feel like I'm strong once again But then you disappear And my pillars of strength come tumbling down I feel so weak And so worthless I wonder if I'm good enough I wonder if you'll say I wonder if fear will win again I wonder if you think of me the same I wonder if you can handle my life I wonder if you will truly love me Or will you just leave like the others?
kinda just what's on my mind right now. Just letting my words flow into a poem thing.
I tried so very hard To turn you into that thing You said you would turn me into
I turned you into a box That sits high up in my closet With only the most valuable things in it To remember
There are corsages and letters And that ****** bracelet I can't look at There are smiley faces And cards And quotes all around the sides To keep me from looking at it Because it knew I would linger And go back
Sometimes that box falls off my shelf Straight into my arms And I collapse onto the floor Looking at what was Contemplating if everything was Just some lie A beautiful lie
These warm sheets cradle me with memories of last night. I can sense you -- your baren body in the same sheets as mine. These 12 inches between us feel like miles -- back to back. Couldn't you just hold me for a little? This ice on my shoulder is starting to burn The crystals grow to form a protective coat That resemble the stalagmites in my cavernous heart. Eyes glazed over, the warm sheets rustle and your sweet breath grazes my neck. Your soft lips on my jaw line and a wondering hand on my thigh, Yet I remain as frigid as the ice on my skin. When you're quite finished, you'll leave me with agitated sighs. I'll remain and slowly waste away in warm sheets, crystallized skin protecting the embers of the girl within.