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Burnt by My Own Matches
Burnt by My Own Matches I struck the flame with trembling hands, thinking I could warm myself without getting burned. One little spark for every promise, one tiny flame for every lie I told myself was love.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Life, Oh Life
Life, Oh Life Life, oh life, Where did you go? I held on tight, But watched you go. I gave my heart, I gave my years, I played my part, I hid my tears.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
The Empty Chair
The Empty Chair There is an empty chair tonight, That no one seems to notice there, I see it every time I pass, And think about who used to care.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Holding On To Nothing
Holding On To Nothing I keep holding on to nothing, To something that has gone away, I tell myself it might return, But know it will not come today.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Never Date A Policeman
Never Date A Policeman Never date a policeman, They always want to know the facts, Where have you been, who were you with, And why you did not answer back?
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Lost In Your Coldness
Lost In Your Coldness I used to feel the warmth in you, The little things you used to say, I never thought that I would lose, The closeness that we had each day.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Safari, With Regrets
Safari, With Regrets Safari, I think of you today, And all the moments left behind, The roads that took us far away, Still often wander through my mind.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
I found a woman keeping rain in jars,
I found a woman keeping rain in jars, She labelled every drop with names and scars, She said the tears belonged to yesterday, But smiled each time the clouds forgot to stay.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
THE TEARS I NEVER SHOWED
THE TEARS I NEVER SHOWED I cried when no one saw me, Behind my bedroom door, I hid away my sadness, Like I had done before.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
THE NIGHT THAT FOUND ME
THE NIGHT THAT FOUND ME It was late one night and I was sitting with my pen Thinking about the things in life that come back now and then The moon was shining brightly and the house was standing still I had that funny feeling that something was coming still
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
IT’S OVER NOW
IT’S OVER NOW I packed away your letters, And put them in a box, I finally stopped pretending, That love was still enough.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
box of grieve
There is this box of grieve holding all the things i choose to leave all the letters and believes tickets, keepsakes and old trophies
By Sarah G. Heitzinger 2 months ago in Poets