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MD Oct 2013
It was miraculous
To watch such an intense love
Grow

Beginning as strangers
I saw as you both slowly
Became friends
There was a spark
In your friendship
That - I never doubted

It was around November
Perhaps December
When the snow began to fall
So did you guys
For each other

Now
I was still in love
With that girl with brown eyes
But she fancied a girl
With blonde hair
And a stunning mind

Spring began to appear
And I was watching
As you two
Bloomed
Alongside the flowers

It is now over a year
Since you girls first
Shook hands
I'm not sure what
You're feeling
But the spark
Has disappeared
MD Oct 2013
****
Maybe it was the way
You stopped breathing
Every time I dragged my hand
A little lower on your stomach
Or maybe it was
The way
You held me so close
But something about you
Just turns me on
And you probably don't
Give a ****
About me
But your actions
Make me feel so loved
And right now
I need to feel wanted
And adored
Whether I really am
Or not
MD Oct 2013
There's a hole
In my chest
That appeared around
The time you left

This hole was filled
By a one night thing
Where a girl
With soft lips and
A brilliant mind
Kissed me long
Into the night

I woke the next morning
Holding hands
On her bed
"I was going to kiss
You awake"
The thoughts
In my head
Started to fade
Because that one night thing
Filled the hole
And saved me
From death
MD Sep 2013
If you ask if I'm okay
You will be told no
I haven't been okay in years
My hands shake more than ever
My head is filled with darkness
And I am trying to find a way
To come back to life
MD Sep 2013
I want to whisper my secrets to you
In a silent smoke filled room
I want to kiss your neck
And watch as you
Inhale that ******* cigarette
MD Sep 2013
I used to have such a strong
Connection to nature
So strong that
Plants
Began to grow in my head
There were vines running through
My wrists
People laughed at my plants
So I began to cut them
Starting with my vines
Until the flowers in my head
Began to lose their color
And all that was left
Was my grey face
And dead eyes
MD Sep 2013
Red
Yelling
Items crashing on the floor
My house is a wreck
Is this really all I'm living for

I grab the blade
And find freedom in
A gentle red line

I'm not as ****** up
As I used to be
These red lines
Have seen worse days
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