Does Not Apply To YouI said those magical words,Does Not Apply To You7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
over and over and over.
We added them to our game,
that we played for six long months.
Six months of wasted time.
I promise though,
that forever and always,
I will love you.
Time won't change these feelings that I have,
they're etched into my soul.
Six months I believed those words I wrote,
that I said to you.
And maybe forever isn't as long as I thought,
because I don't love you any more.
Maybe eternity isn't exactly what I thought it was,
because where am now?
the feelings haven't changed.
They're etched into my soul.
But they're no longer for you.
I love you,
for all the things you've done,
for all the things you put up with,
for all the things you've said,
for all the things yet to be said,
for all the things yet to be done
As "forever and eternity" no longer apply to you,
these words do not belong either.
They belong to another boy.
And if not to him,
then they belong to me,
and I shall give them to those more deservi
Ode to self acclaimed sobstoryDear Self Acclaimed Sob Story,Ode to self acclaimed sobstory7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We all know that you do this for attention, for pity, for interaction with others who you would otherwise not even be interacting with. To all the times when you have faked suicide, made yourself throw up because you are unhappy with your self, made up stories that your abused, changed your hair color so much that even your split ends have split ends and made up rumors of random people on the street for conversation. No matter what type of crutch, drug, or weakness you obtain through spite in life, never will it bring you your happiness. So Woe and Ode to the Self Acclaimed Sob Story.
Truth & Reason
No Title.Words do not fail meNo Title.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the dark, I can whisper a fable of deceit and
Of love and passion to you
The candle I light will make me appear an angel
But in all truth, my flesh turns ghostly and
It is you who are beautiful
Innocent, you lie on the ground before me
Cold tiles absorbing your body heat
My tale begins, each word drawing moisture from my mouth
I become thirsty and you attempt to give me water
But I draw near to you and
Curve my body into your frame
Where with parted lips you breathe life into me
One last breath shared between us
Before I sweep my hand over your lashes and
Close your eyes and count your freckles
A pool of black curls in my hand
And the dawning of realization
You have fallen away from me angel
Too pure and too sacred for me to ever draw close enough and
When I wake the next morning pieces of paper cover my body
Sketches of you when our bodies were one
I breathe through the drafts and
Sunlight pours in from the window
You linger for a moment when I stand
But you fa