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Renae Dec 2016
Try as you may

One simply cannot wish

into existence

Something as wonderful

Something as simply divine

Filling every empty space

With ultimate excitement

Something as beautiful as

Something so pure

So true

Something that makes sense

Of everything

That something called

Love
Renae Nov 2016
Explain you say?
I can't

It's too complicated
A human inclination
So desperate
So insecure

When suddenly
Like a storm
A gust of reality
Stirs up your home!
Members confused
Tossed like salad
Thrown away
Like the trash

Head's a mess
Heart's in distress
Heal from this?
It's too complex

He moved on so fast....
Who could blame him?

In my shoes
you would have
done the same

So who's to blame?

It ain't no thang
8 years pass
As if it didn't exist

Starting over
Laughs at me
As if I could forget

I can push it back
I can, It's just....
Like a heart attack

What can I say
I still feel the same

Complicated at best
Renae Nov 2016
If there is only one thing
I am certain
If there is only one thing
I know for sure
It is that expectation
Postponed
Makes the heart break
What is better?
Observation?
How can I observe what I cannot see?
How can I know what is not
In front of me?
All I know is what is routine
If the routine stops
So does the expectation
Once that disappears
You are free
Renae Sep 2016
Money cannot love you
Money cannot cry
Money cannot care
Money cannot try
Renae Sep 2016
Once upon a time I had a heart of gold....

Then one day
The day that door swung open
All of a sudden
Reaching inside
love was stolen...

Insert
a slow disseminating of cracking stone
Spreading intensely to each and every fiber
of my once content
once in love
once living, breathing soul...

Now I sit only enduring...
Fake smiles for my children's eyes
watching them,
They're unknowing...

Lives,
without understanding

Growing up too fast

Watching us,
without trust
without love
Renae Sep 2016
Stay quiet
I am done with contemplating
You're too in love with yourself
A woman
Is not yours for taking
She belongs to herself
Renae Sep 2016
Yesterday you showed me how I should of been
I walked beside you as you held my hand
It was only yesterday you pushed that strand of hair
away from my eyes and caressed the line of my face
The memory of your gaze waits for me around every corner
Like something I was supposed to pick up
I was supposed to keep
I must have put it away somewhere safe
Somewhere no one else would find it
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