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If it was easy,
what would we do,
Would we still act like we have something to prove,
Would it be the same,
I think we'd grow bored,
God knew what he was doing making us this way.
Just yesterday we were arguing,
Things were hard,
But we aren't the kind to give up,
Or just walk away,
So we'll stay,
No matter what road we choose,
Or where we go,
We'll arrive at the same place
We have the same goal,
And I promise I'll always stay.
Love don't ****.
It reveals.
Love don't hurt.
It cares.

I ponder and wonder.
Why people take their life?
All because of a hurt relationship.

For , what treats you wrong.
Usually don't accomplish much in the end.
Because wrongs gets taken care in the end.

Love might run.
But it gets captured soon.
Love might hide.
Until it's no longer a surprise.

Sadness is a temporay emotion.
That with time will fade.

Love don't stop.
It reveals itself in time to make you decide.
If it's true or a living lie.
My hands perform as ghosts
As my eyes gaze through air.
Blue blood stands still,
Red cheeks fade grey.

I Am Not A Human Being

Can you touch me?
Can you feel me?
I couldn't feel your hands.
There is no oxygen,
And no movements,
And no being

Numb,
And Apathetic,
And Uninhabited.

I Am Not A Human Being

Where is that beautiful head?
For this mind is cast dull.
There is no wit,
There is no laugh,
And there is surely no tears.
Why, Dear Soul,
Why are my colors so raw?
Why is my heart so cold?
Why is this house so

Alone?
Why is it that I only write
When sorrow has arrived
All alone in the night
From the recesses of my mind
Why is that I cannot write
Of the love I frantically seek
So pure and beautiful
The kind that won't let you sleep
Why is that I write these words
In hope you'll soon comprehend
I only write poems like this
When my love is coming to an end
I'm your trademark.
But not your slave.
I'm copyrighted by you to my grave.

We all can deny it.
But by true love we are blinded.
Copyrighted love.
The kind that produce copies.

You own sole rights to my heart.
You're the only published artistic creation of my soul.
You control the rights to my copyrighted love.
Darling.
Darling love.
Each morning, I say to you.
Hello princess.

To me.
That you will forever be.
The loveliest thing to come before me.
And I proudly say to you.
Hello princess.

You don't have to have royal blood.
To feel the touch of princedom love.
We can build a monarch with principality.
And center it around serene beauty.

I know each morning when you arises.
I state honestly to you.
Hello princesss.
For , this is exactly what you appear to be.
And in this prince's heart.
You're the most important thing.
I'm going to be a hermit
And hide my life from view
Get my act together
Maybe start anew

Good morning will be the sunrise
Sunset will be goodnight
Maybe I'll work it out
Hope I'll be alright

The birds will sing their song to me
My heart may fill again
Skies fill with their dark clouds
It begins to rain

The rain will hide the tears I cry
And bathe my weary soul
This heart could be once more

**Broken...mended...whole.
One day I will figure out how to
write
LOVE
without using just four letters
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