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 May 2014 Anna Falls
Mikey Jha
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes

He’ll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I’m laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
(He tells a joke, I fake a smile)
But I know all his favorite songs

And I could tell you his favorite color's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyes
And if you asked me if I love him,
I’d lie

He stands there, then walks away
My God if I could only say,
"I’m holding every breath for you..."

He’d never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up
Is "My God, he’s beautiful."
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle
 Mar 2014 Anna Falls
berry
nobody warns you about the first boy who tells you he wants to marry you.

nobody warns you about the tangible shift in the universe when he parts his lips to smile.

nobody warns you about the poetry he'll write you or how your knees will weaken or the melancholy hidden between the layers of his laughter.

nobody warns you that miles will morph into lightyears and you will curse the ocean for being the only thing that keeps his fingers from resting between yours.

nobody warns you about the day his sweater doesn't smell like him anymore.

nobody warns you that human hands are incapable of holding a person together.

nobody warns you that sometimes love is not enough, no matter how much you wish it was.

nobody warns you about the crippling nostalgia that renders you breathless.

nobody warns you about the nights when silence screams for your blood.

nobody warns you about the crater that forms in your chest in the middle of the night when he doesn't answer.

nobody warns you about how it's going to feel when he tells you he's in love with someone else.

nobody warns you that forever is a lie.

- m.f.
 Mar 2014 Anna Falls
Chris
Still am.
 Mar 2014 Anna Falls
Chris
Here I am, looking up causes for headaches
at 1 am
when I know it will always come back to you.
My hands found the bottom of the ocean
as I cleaned old movie tickets out of my car today.
I can see your honesty from here.
It took my composure on its way out the door.
I’m not bitter anymore.
I’m just tired.
And I’m tired of being so tired.
I’m sorry you didn’t stay.
I’m sorry that I apologize
for all the times you didn’t.
I keep forgetting these things
are not one-sided,
and so,
I’m sorry I gave you everything
for nothing in return.
You tasted like love,
and I was parched.
Still am.
It's terrible, but it needed to make its way out
 Mar 2014 Anna Falls
Ryan Bates
It feels like a liquid iron:
Sharp and cold and sickening.

The freezing metal begins
From my throat and moves to
My body. By then I feel nothing
But numbness. It's as if I'm falling
But there is no bottom. I hope there
Is no bottom, because if there is then I will surely hit it hard enough to explode upon the sharp-smooth black-blue slippery wet dark cave bottom.

But I am intact.
I stop spinning.
It was all synthetic.
Merely a glimpse into your hell
That jealousy has made my own
 Mar 2014 Anna Falls
Star Girl
What is happening to you?*

Well,
I'm stuck in this limbo of a world between child and adult.
A limbo between my choices and yours.

I'm stuck between childish way and adult relations.
I'm stuck between the condescending tones and looks; and the reality of freedom.
I'm at a halfway house between sanity and insanity.
Frankly, it's such a thin line I teeter it.

I'm stuck in between the micromanaging stares of my family and my own personal distain.
I'm stuck between crying myself to sleep, and waking up with dreams of these new days.
I'm stuck between being a tattered rag and rich velvet.
I'm stuck in this Limbo.

And,
You don't seem to help with your condemnation.
You're not helping.
You tell me to stop talking.
You can't see I'm afraid.
You can't see I'm pulling away...
All because I'm afraid.

You only want me to talk about things you want to hear.
You only want me to do things you want me to do.
You want me here, but you want me gone.
Leaving me in Purgatory.
 Mar 2014 Anna Falls
Ryan Bates
Oh and then it goes
But softer even then you know
And it kisses you sweetly
With it's everlasting glow.

The stranger that you
thought you knew so well,
Instead of glimpses of Heaven
he shows you your hell

When the blue of the sky
Is taken over by the grey,
Just think of the sunrise
That will soon make it go away.

And know, that you are
The one I dream for.
And softly ever more it goes.
But what is the eternity,
I feel all the time.

And sadness is as cruel
as the fire that kills the rose.
So instead, open your heart
Make it a place where love grows.

And rejoice in the sweetness
Of the long awaited time,
When you are the only
Thought of mine.

The song I sing is never ending.
It echoes clear with every rhyme.
And everyone will keep the singing
In tune to mine.
I wrote this by singing it to notes that I thought would go with the words I was writing at the time. To understand the full beauty, sing the poem with a sweet and soft melody that comes to your mind. It will transport you
 Mar 2014 Anna Falls
Ryan Bates
I love being by
Myself, so long as I am
By myself with you
:)
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