Still Missing YouMore Like This
I thought I was past this,
That I was done feeling this way.
But why is it you that I still miss
And think about some days.
It appears you have moved on,
And I thought I did too.
I'm trying to be strong
And figure out what to do.
But I can't stop thinking about it,
Can't help but remember all the fun we had.
A possibility inside my mind has been lit,
And this idea has been driving me mad.
Could there still be a chance for us?
Could we start it up again?
I don't want to leave what we had in the dust,
So what does this mean for us then?
Maybe I should just come right out
And say what has been on my thoughts.
What happened has made me doubt
What I originally thought were my wants.
I miss you.
I miss us.
With these thoughts, I'm not sure what to do.
And I don't know who else to trust.
I can't just go up to my friends and say this,
What would they think about my choices now?
But I can't help what I feel and miss.
I'm still trying to figure out how!
I mean, how can this happen?
How can this
Ice CreamEveryone writes poems about emotions and fearsMore Like This
And one day I said, "I want to write a poem about
About Dilly Bars on the drive from Tucson to Phoenix
The Dairy Queen across the highway from the ostrich farm
With the dust devil's raging by
About soft serve cones at the Desert Museum
Always Twist. Never Vanilla.
On all those hot Saturday afternoons
Watching mountain goats sleep in the shade
A poem about Friday nights after pizza
A different flavor every time
And eating straight from the carton at Dad's
While netflix plays on the wii
And sitting on the rooftop watching the stars
Ice cream bar in hand
About the store by Big Lake
Where I always got the cookie ice cream smash
Ate it on the way back to camp
Every single time.
Gelato at the Stanley Hotel
The worst I've ever had
Talking in hushed voices about ghosts and bravery and
"Oh that's so bogus"
And then there was the Gelato at Parisi's
After a wonderful, stuffing dinner
The mini Ben & Jerry's at Fry's
Whatever Came to BeBreathe in, no air,More Like This
Suffocating by lack of hope
An ember fizzled out in the cold
Burnt bright once, red and alive,
Like the cherry blood flowed through veins,
Spilt over the ground, dying out,
The light disappearing,
Eyes glassed over like frost,
Warmth buried deep somewhere inside,
Hidden from the dancing orange flame,
Pale moonlight touching earth and steel,
Reflecting the life it's known,
One slice, then another and another,
Releasing the pain, outcast, sticky redness
Throwing it away as useless
A vile evil to destroy at every cost,
Starts a frenzied rampage,
Forget, remember, slice, cut, remember, forget,
Til there's not a place without scars and fresh wounds,
Not a touch of skin where the outside doesn't reflect the inward
All that's left is to cry and wonder,
Wonder what came to be, what was left behind,
Blood covering body and earth stretched,
And wonder of the monster within
Standing at the Edge of the WorldPlayful wind lapping up her restless hairMore Like This
The cliff before, jutting against the cloud enduring sky
Waves giving greetings of merry meet,
Breaking acquaintance on wet earth and rock
Her body shivering from the cold salt air
Finger curled, clenched tight, unsure
The horizon endless to her sunken down eyes
Rose petals she drops down below
Crimson like the blood dripping off her arms
Never healing scars,
Stained cherry her clothes, her soul,
Backing away to collapse,
To cry one last painful memory
Fog, a sudden presence rolling in, covering her shoulders,
Draped around her like a woven jacket, safe,
She turns from the precious sea,
Turns and falls back into air’s arms
Arms folded upon her chest in peaceful serenity
Closed eyelids in long awaited acceptance
Water rushing, cushioning her like a thick blanket
Surrounding her in positive warmth, a loving embrace
Sinking faithfully, never wishing to be found,
Forever lost within the ocean of her soul, cold and dark and mysteriously alone
the shit i learned in high school1. help clean up the morning after the party.More Like This
(even if it wasn't you
who smashed tater tots into the carpet
or left crushed beer cans in the flowerbox.
it might as well have been, and
if you're lucky
next time, it will be.)
2. when your phone rings after midnight,
it's never the person you want it to be.
answer it anyway.
and when it's a boy who wants to read poetry and watch meteor showers,
understand that that's probably not all he wants,
and then hang up.
or don't hang up.
trade poems and stars and kisses,
and let it mean nothing or everything.
3. skipping class is never a good idea
unless you're with a friend you love
and you sneak along the railroad tracks to sit and smoke and watch trains pass
or unless you're alone,
and you need to walk and think and drink steaming coffee in the rain
okay, fuck it, skipping class at least once is probably a good idea.
4. don't apologize for asking questions.
5. don't be afraid to disagree.
6. don't get caught.
7. everyone is lonely