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The Butterfly Apr 2014
She hoped to be held up by you,
She hoped you could be that glue.
She tried so hard to take your hand
as you sank further into the sand.
But the weight drug her down
dragging her ripping her gown.
Try as she might
all that was left was fright.
Then came the fears
and fights left with tears.
Now she is numb
can't even hear her heart's drum.
Of how it still beats for you
and how you still love her too.
Oh heart please beat, send the blood to get rid of the numbness!
  Apr 2014 The Butterfly
Joe Bay
It isn't so easy to just let go
to let the memories, happiness, and love just wash away...
Maybe I don't want to let go
because I love the love and the happiness and the memories
because they were with you

we weren't healthy enough to continue
but when people are sick they don't just give up on life
they get better and keep going
I don't want to let you go
because you make me happy

I know we didn't work well together in a relationship
but we work well in keeping each other afloat
I may have lost you as my other half
but I'm not giving up my best friend
It's hard to explain
how this heart feels.
Like laughter lost in echo
and your warm touch
now long gone cold.

Anxious, breathless;
something lost I need
so desperately found.

Empty perhaps.
Abandoned like houses,
broken like silence.

These hands can't reach as far
as where you lay.
Somehow I feel like I burn at both ends;
the flames now reaching their meeting place.

But it's always better to burn out
than to fade away.
Conversations.
Like half written symphonies I wait for you.

I wait for you
like an empty house
so you come and build yourself
in me.

I wait for you
like the flowers wait for spring
to bring them
back to life.

I wait for you
like the rush of blood
my head needs
to feel alive.

I wait for you
like the warm earth
needs the kiss
of soft rain.

I wait for you
like the souls
that walk this earth
waiting for release.

I wait for you
like the heart
that needs a score
to play.

Like purity for
true love,
I wait for you.

I wait for you.
Love.
The Butterfly Apr 2014
Standing up, dusting off, pulling free
All she wanted was for you to see.
You had so much love to give
but you held back and wouldn't live.
All you talked about was getting out
with no mind to what she was about.
You had so much in common
but you never knew....
Why did it have to be so hard?
Why so scared and so marred?
She poured out every last drop
as if it could make you stop.
Giving you every ounce
as if it even counts.
But you needed a savior,
and she had lost all favor.
She had a glimpse of what used to be
and oh how she missed it desperately.
There are no more chips left on the table...
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