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It's that heavy happiness
When you're listening to Leonard
So simply expressed
Though you know he knows the big words
He'd rather talk to many
Than the cognoscenti
See there I just did it
Shame on me
Get salted through with Cohen
the beauty elementary.
She wanted all the colors in the palette box.
But they stayed just out of reach.
Only black was meant for her
so she wore it like armor,
and taught herself to live with it.
Like a bench beneath
the autumn leaves,
I stay where you left me
gathering time, not dust.
I keep trying to learn more
I want to understand myself better
I'm alone at the end of the day
No one else will put in the same effort as me.
My heart is on a plate
Starting at me
My brain has a desire
A disease that makes
Life hard life not life
Thing or people make
The pain go away
But it always comes back
The pain when you cry
The tears falling on your pillow
The fear of what your family
Or friends are going to say or
What they will do
The doctor will listen
The doctor will help
But it’s the pain that always
Come back
Therapy does not always help
keep it sweet
but i just really wanna
grind on your thigh
while your hand
softly strokes my side

i wanna be yours
but we have different interpretations
you wanna be my daddy
but i want you
to be my daddy

i can't help it
you can't help it
you're so excited
kissing my neck
snaking your hands tight around my waist

daddy, daddy, daddy
the endearment is so twisted in my mind
you won't ever be my daddy
but you'll always be my daddy
i'm so, so innocent, but am i really ?
whoops...
I
Dont
Understand
Life
I
Dont
Understand
Myself
I
Don't
Understand
Anything
I
Don'­t
Understand
Please
Help
Me
Understand
How
To
Survive
The
Calm
Af­ter
The
Storm
After
So
Long
Living
In
The
Hurricane
Looking at birds in the sky,
Twirling around up and high.
The scene changes.
The birds get replaced by missiles.
The azure colour gets drained out of the sky.
The air grows thick and dry.
Shrieks and screams **** the silence of the night.
 May 15 James Ignotus
A Poet
I never wished you bad,
    I wish you the best, after you broke me.
What is stolen departs,
    & when I cried and you laughed,
I never was your enemy,
    for the love you want , you wont find in him.
your eyes will watch, his distant gaze,
     as it continues to depart, for another's bloom
          that will mirror my ghost.
that will be your constant fear,
            for everything in life is paid in one way,
and he will do the same thing to you.
            I just wish you realize, before you're in my place.
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