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Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
In a broken bond,
Uncontested disarray
Retrieves this love,
For which, neither convey.

In an unholy testimony,
Vows they bleed
Upon half-heart promises,
And lies we believed.

Contradictions and misconceptions
Are the sum of our demise.
He wallows in self-pity,
This comes as some surprise.

All of these truths
Hadn't long been subdued;
Yet he weeps incessantly,
As if he had no clue.

As if he had no chance,
No reason or rhyme.
As if I never told him,
As if he hadn't had the time.

Whites now blend
To blacks and blues.
Increasing injustice
Distinguished the two.

In this *******,
Sedation suggests-
Temporary comfort
While we fail this test.

Retrieving this love,
For which neither of us convey,
Our bond is broken-
Uncontested disarray.
Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
As I reminisce
These trees,
My life
On leaves,
I realize
You must
Pardon me.-

I have
Been blind,
Cold-
So crude
You see.

These leaves
Blamed you
For my,
Inadequacies.-

These leaves
They played
Tricks
On thee.

Forgive
My youth,
Is all
I plead.

Daddy please,
Accept
From me,
My heartfelt
Leap
At this-
Expired
Apology.
Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
Head under water.
Drowning.
Screaming.
Swarming regrets.
Uselessness.

A waste of human life.
Space.
Time.
Drowning under water.

Behind closed doors
they try to break in.
No one can save her.

Clock ticks.
Times out.
Uselessness.
Under water drowning.

Angst.
Fear.
Regret-
Under water she's drowning.

Toxic being.
User, but a friend.

Water.
Drowned.

The End.
Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
Do you ever just want to lay down and cry?
To lock the doors and forget-
That tank outside?
Do you ever just want to abandon your pride?
And tell him your hurting and pleading inside?
Depleting. Putrid-
The only way to describe
This feeling I'm wheeling
And fighting to hide.
Do you ever just want to lay down and cry?
To dismember the censors
And surrender this time?
Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
I do it all for
                          you.
         For a distant time.
                           -A distant life.
Fly on sweet
                         bird.
        
-I'll be seeing you.
Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
No homeostasis today.
Teetering this sickness
in a-
leery (putrid) way.
Disgruntled.
When will this darkness fade?
Ill be seeing you.
Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
daddy.
im utterly helpless.
and yes i blame you!
i've become a disease,
infecting all i touch.
grim as it is,
as aware of it as i may be,
infectious i still remain.
i still blame you.
for we are interminable.
for we are completely alike.
pride established dominance,
a mind capable of enormous leverage.
a cruel mind.
he was your only ecstasy.
only room for your son
not me
everything afterwards savored of anti ******.
lonely and neglected,
i finally give in,
too proud for too long.
i blame you!
fearful to confess....
im utterly helpless
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