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 Jul 2013 Katelyn G
Madison
There comes a day in your life where you meet someone special…
You try so hard not to admit it but you just can’t hold back the way you feel…
I like you.
You get all those feelings…
Those butterflies you can’t stomach,
That heart rate you can’t put at ease,
So baby …
Sweetheart with the beautiful smile. Sure, I loved sleep
But dreams couldn't compare
Not to talking to you until my mind screamed for rest
And the butterflies in my stomach settled
Darling with the endless amount of love…
your love could fill the oceans and climb the tallest trees,
but could your love belong to me someday?
Be given to me?
Can you feel the way I do for you?
& Boy, sometimes I tangle my own fingers
Closing my eyes, losing myself in a daydream
Where your voice is more than an echo in my mind
And I even believe for a few seconds you're still here
Lover, who writes me poems,
You should know I write you too.
I write about you until my fingers ache
And still after that I keep writing
Because there's just some people you could write about forever
And baby, you're one of them.
And boy who played me a song,
Sweet sounds bow down to my ears,
And the way you play your guitar…
& the way I daydream about kissing your lips...
I can’t wait until the sparks of your tongue burn my mouth
send electric shocks through my body
Cutie… with the funny jokes,
You make me laugh.
Today you made me laugh,
like you always do,
you’re the only one who can now a days.
Baby, with those sparkling eyes,
Your eyes haunt me whether I'm dreaming or not
And what haunts me more is the fact that
I can’t have you now
because you ruined it
It hurts to think about it,
So I have to block you out.
Play your songs to someone else,
Read your silly lines of heartache to someone else,
And go find… someone else.
 Jul 2013 Katelyn G
Glayz Welch
There is this little girl
She's living in this big world feeling all alone
Most say she's fine
But there are those few who realize her
That she's all alone
They want to know who
Who would put her in this danger?
Who would let this happen?
They must be a bad person
I look at myself now and realize
It's really is my fault she left
It's my fault my dad isn't here now
And I should just get used to it
Some people may be on the contrary, but I believe this
It's all my fault...
I'm just a *******...
 Jul 2013 Katelyn G
Glayz Welch
I slit my wrists
You watch me bleed
I slit my wrists for you to see
How much pain you've given me
And how much you really mean to me
I slit my wrists
I watch myself bleed
I slit my wrists tears pouring down my cheeks
You're trying to stop me
I'm getting weak
I fall to the ground to fall asleep
Never to wake up again
I wrote this when I got sent to the Psychiatric ward in Portland, OR.
I feel the caress of my own fingers
on my own neck as I place my collar
and think pityingly
of the kind women I have known.
I stand above my bed
And examine the damage.
Blankets this way and that
Pillows all over
Sheets tangled up around themselves.
Proof of something that
Only hours ago
Left this place empty.
I take in the rubble
And breathe deeply.
I lower myself down to those
Tangled sheets
And backwards bedspreads
And fill my lungs with you.
I pull them up around me
And close my eyes
And wish for this place to be
The same kind of battleground
Again tomorrow.
 Dec 2012 Katelyn G
James Joyce
Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing
How love that passes is enough.

Sing about the long deep sleep
Of lovers that are dead, and how
In the grave all love shall sleep:
Love is aweary now.
 Dec 2012 Katelyn G
Leonard Nimoy
A silence with you
Is not
a silence

But a moment rich
with peace
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