My one and only loveDear my one and only love,
Im tired of feeling depressed without you
I just miss you so much.
I was the one to walk away and I know I screwed up.
but you have to understand why.
You werent the best to me either and thats not your fault,
if you dont want me back then ill go away, far away.
Ill make sure you never see me again
I dont wanna cause you anymore pain.
I wont ask you to take me back.
Ive changed alot since we were together
and Im alot better now.
I dont see why you didnt love me then.
why were you always trying to change me?
why was I not enough?
I tried my best, but I was no good.
come to think of it, Im stronger without you
I can live on my own, I dont need you in my life.
I can be my own person and find someone who loves me that way.
I started this wishing I could have you back but now Im fine without you.
I should say goodbye now.
You will never see me again, I dont want more pain.
I loved you,
Sincerely, the one you never loved.
2. LoveLove.2. Love in Free Verse More Like This
Love was a thing I wasn't used to and a thing I never had.
Love was an unknown orbit of thought that only other people experienced.
Love was a desire that most humans achieved
I wasn't among them.
And just as I thought I had it. Finally! I had gained the insight on love!
It was ripped away from me, on a piece of paper in a storm.
Naked and alone, the rain pouring down making it unbearably painful, hair hung limp over my face, blocking my vision.
I had glimpsed love for half of a millisecond.
Now it was gone.
The feelings I had, washed away, leaving me clean and soulless.
It had started with sweet words, a smile or two, a wink.
It opened up portals I had never seen before.
It showed me life.
I had never thought love was so important to me until I sacrificed it.
I sacrificed myself.
There I stood.
In the waters of misery.
I loved for a millisecond, it lasted forever and never.
Cyanide SwingIt was a cyanide swing,Cyanide Swing in Free Verse More Like This
sticks and stones made to break bones,
and a spilling of guts meant for love.
A sweeter sin than sacrificing
for a love that didn't want to be loved;
hanging her by the neck before an audience.
Tremors from treasonous words
tickled her throat like a razor,
kissing away the pain with fresh agony.
Common sense cut herself,
bruises of a broken heart littering her neck;
she choked it down to be thrown up against the wall.
Failure found fresh purchase as
poison infected infested wounds;
it promised fate worse than death for the soul.
Don't mind the shadows
They're just stitching her shallow cuts
And confining her to the coffin of affection again.
He should be the corpse,
She could be the killer .
Or he could be the devil and she could be a sinner.
This is their cyanide swing
a backbreaking chorus of love
so insane that when their done she'll break.
The VanishingIf I were to open my eyesThe Vanishing in Free Verse More Like This
Would you still be there in the morning?
When I turn to glance at the clock
Will your form disappear into the past?
I feel like your vanishing before my eyes
Fading away into the shadows
And I can't reach out to save you,
I can't even see you anymore.
I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry.
Have I lost my sight or have you lost your substance?
You mean so much to me
But I can feel you slipping through my fingers like sand.
You are the first warmth I have found in a long time,
I want you to linger with me here
And I want to live the impossible dream
But you seem to be just that; a fantasy.
When I turn my back to work,
Will you become a shadow of a monster?
When I wake up early from a nightmare,
Will you be there to comfort me or are you part of the dream?
I don't want a handsome prince;
just a friend I can share my life with.
Can I trust you not to be
Just another of my dark memories?
Cracking TogetherThe cracks are starting slowly,Cracking Together in Free Verse More Like This
But they have been growing deeper
Like fissures of destructive fire
Searing away any hope of a normal life for a marionette.
The pain is growing stronger,
Digging away at flesh and bone,
Pulling already fragile pieces apart
Until there is nothing left to the doll.
Alice's madness is slowly returning,
And this Ace of Hearts is turning black.
Wonderland is falling apart petal by petal
But turning back means being eaten alive by the past.
The finish of the game will be worth it,
It must be the focus if anyone is to win here.
There isn't long now; its getting harder,
And that guarantees the end is near.
So as the wood splinters to pieces,
As the mind retreats within itself,
Remember that its almost over,
The impossible is possible together
if we don't crack together first.
What Shall I Be?It is a blank canvas,What Shall I Be? in Free Verse More Like This
Just waiting for the artist's hand.
It is an empty book,
Waiting for the author's inspiration.
Like a soft ball of clay,
My mind is waiting for shaping.
You can turn me into a doll,
Or I could become something almost real.
With a little bit of luck and work,
My body might metamorphasize;
I might become something better than before.
But for the moment,
It is as white as the fresh fallen snow,
Waiting for the master's hand.
What will you make me?
What shall I be?