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 Mar 2015 Amber Bowen
Ciske
That's all i've ever wanted,
someone to call my home.

Someone who would stare at me
with love in their eyes.

Someone to hold me,
someone to wake up to.

Someone who would stay up with me
when i'm stuck
with my sleepless routine.

Someone to hug,
someone to love,
someone who would care for me.

Love,
someone to call my home,
that's all i've ever wanted
We both picked up a pen to tell our love for each other
Somehow
I am the only one who ran out of ink.
We do not stick together.
Two pieces of a puzzle and I am the missing piece.
But you are already entertwined, you do not realize I am the
Missing Piece.
Owl
Thinking of you is like twisting my head around like an owl.
Hoping the see the past behind me.
The empty space in my bed is filled with a man
Whose scent is all wrong
 Mar 2015 Amber Bowen
Suicidal
Mother birds throw up there food to feed their young, who am i trying to feed when I empty myself?
my demons
 Mar 2015 Amber Bowen
ylruceiram
THE UNIMAGINABLE PAIN
THE MERCILESS TORTURE
THE ENDLESS SUFFERING
When did I become a notch?
When did I become a number?
When did I not matter?
When did I become the joke?
When did I deserve that blow?
When did I stop crying?
When did I lose faith in you?
When did I disappear?
© JLB
02/03/2015
18:53 GMT
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