heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Stained
What the hell happened to you, faithful, floundering boy? You took every woman you could seize as an admission to your own court of indecency. Why? How? You took me to your mother, you said I was yours, you took me to your father, you said I was yours... was yours until I saw you. You took my special place, you discarded all of me; I prevailed. Your eyes were always positioned, ready for your next prey; I was keen and could smell your carrion well before its take. What happened to you good Catholic boy, why did you long for drunken nights with cloudless aims? How did you think life would be when I walked away, albeit unwillingly? You seek the reassurance that you have meaning in another's arms, yet failed to know the seed you sowed, still you have never grown? I heard you were alone, by the city docks, looking back to the sunset where once we swam as one. Please, find the message of a sailor's dream, pick up the bottle I have dreamed. An ancient scroll I present; your child is broken, your brother dead; and I was once your love. The world you shared was in greed; barren you live with all we heed. Sorrow beckons us all to mourn, yet old lover you were never born. Take and taking more and more, the bottle to baste your heart to mourn. You stole my trust, my belief in good, you gave me nothing, nothing, nothing hood. I am old, I should be better, but what you did scarred me forever. I want to face you and say you were wrong, yet my being now is much too strong. I do not wish you to perish or rot; I am in heaven and you are not.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)3 years ago in Poets
Honey
Beauty in the strangest of places Velvet painted roses Strawberries and cream Itching for something sweet Like honey rolling off the tongue Sickly sweet words Tell me with haste All your deceptions in one place For me to absorb Pretty little lies Even more beautiful than twilight nights Twisting tall tales Siren to my shore I eagerly await your hypnotic melodies Take me to the undercurrent of song Break me out Lead me on
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Poets
Uncovered
I can finally see the light Even in the dark Through the crack under the door Lying under my blankets, And I've been hiding here Feeling like a failure at life Unsure of my next move Listening to the devil on my shoulder. It gets a little overwhelming And my mental health gets the better of me Ending up feeling like it's a fight for my life Drowning in my self-doubts I'm ready to quit I think I've had enough.
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Poets
A new day
For tomorrow is a new day And quitter I am not I'm a fighter, of that I'm sure Picking up the pieces of a broken self, Though sometimes life knocks me down I try my best to get back up Eventually I get swallowed by the noise My mind can't decide what's up or down Trying me in maddening ways Fighting against the current I fall prey to those who aim to hurt me Stretched out by others expectations And growing weaker by the day Wishing I was somewhere else Ignoring what is good for me So I feel like I'm alone in this world Sometimes I struggle to connect with people And I make things harder on myself then they need To be There are times I just wanna give up. A little secret about me…
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Poets
