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Brooklynn Nights Apr 2015
tell me everything
i don't care if it's ugly, and i know it will be
i asked for it,
so give it to me
all at once or in gentle doses
expose yourself to me
expose me to your inner world
your true world
where all of your goals and fears lie together,
grow and die together
give some of them to me
to cultivate and to harvest
put some of the weight on my shoulders
because i'm asking you to
and in return,
i hope you'll ask for some of mine
Brooklynn Nights Apr 2015
i keep secrets about people in the form of poetry
i guess that isn't really keeping a secret at all
it's more of an anonymous expression of truth
except that the writer can reveal themselves
whenever and however they see fit
and the content is subjective to anyone who reads
take the subject and apply it to whatever you please
morph it into shapes that fit perfectly into the cracks
of your heart, your imagination, your unanswered questions
what's more is that you can then take the pen into your own hands
compose stanzas of what you cannot say out loud
liberate the heartache
Brooklynn Nights Apr 2015
I used to be more fond of the night
Its darkness freed me
Its silence spoke to me
I learned almost everything I know about myself at night,
But then I began learning even more things
during lonely days that seemed never-ending
When no one answers their phone,
So you're left with your thoughts
Light illuminates things in a way that night couldn't possibly dream of,
And darkness has a way of bringing out the worst of things, people
So now I run through the night
as fast as I can
I don't want to be out long enough to meet what awaits me,
But in the back of my mind is every intoxicated summer's eve
where the stars accompanied me home
and lit up your face in all the right places
And every peaceful winter night
where the smoke and laughter in our lungs kept us warm
And when time pauses for me to remember those moments,
I can't choose between night or day
Brooklynn Nights Apr 2015
talk to me, i say
but what is not said is what matters most
respond in ways that suit me
without any hints
keep your interest
and don't forget

my silent demands,
hidden motivations,
and careful, sweet inception

i mean no harm, always with some form of a smile
don't want you too reeled in,
but never detach completely
and never grow sick of it

if i keep up my end,
i think you'll stay
both of us working out of fear
neither of us knowing the other's intentions,
always coming back for more
of what we do not understand
not super proud of this, but i had to get it out..might change it up a bit later on
Brooklynn Nights Apr 2015
i'll let go when you do
the second i feel any sort of release,
i'll retract and try to not overthink it
though i've grown so comfortable,
i'll break the mold you've created for me,
vaporize it so that no trace is left
even if we do go back,
it will never be the same as now
and maybe there's beauty in that
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