Chocolate coated kisses,
From a mysterious mistress.
Used to get me so high,
But I’ve lost my supply.
Cope with urges that are unspoken.
But I’m yearning for the things you do.
And all the things I’d do to you.
But I guess,
This is best.
Seeing as I have an addiction,
That can’t be healed with a simple prescription.
To that caramel waist.
And those lips like honey,
I still think about the taste.
Everyday and every morning.
Keep me so high, yeah you get me so high.
You’re kinda like my drug and I need my high.
You get me so High, Yeah you get me so High.
Yearning for your touch, can’t I be your guy?
I once was swallowed up by the sky.
Tossed into a world with eyes for skies.
Caught within it’s gaze,
I floated in these skies for days.
After day four, my eye caught the sky.
I saw a silhouette of myself within this eye.
My image was distorted and I didn’t know why.
Until I saw the eyes in the sky begin to cry.
Raining tears of deep dark fears,
upon my humble frame.
These tears began to weigh me down and I began to sink.
As I gasped for air, I started to drink.
Swallowing all my thoughts into my being.
I could feel my fears in my lungs and heart.
Slowly overwhelming me and weighing on my heart.
I began to lose consciousness and just when I thought it was from this world I would soon depart.
I woke up on a beach with mountains of white sand.
I coughed up my thoughts into my hands.
stared into the sky.
Let out a sigh,
and said “Damn”.
Still Waiting For Tommorrah
I’m waiting for you in a place you once knew.
Hidden away from the world but still connected to you.
Trying to out run my reality,
but I could never escape.
And now that you’re gone,
I see you in my dreams.
As if my heart were telling me “I’m wrong to do such a thing”.
Because I’m still stuck on you.
I don’t know why, but I worry it’s true.
As if I’m waiting for those 5 special words to leave your lips.
Float through my mind and land on my heart without a hitch.
But I know they’ll never come.
And not just because our bond is done.
But because they are words for the desires of a heartbroken man.
Such a selfish wish would never stand.
But on the off chance that they do.
Just know that I still wait for you.
Hidden deep within the remnants of our memories.
Meet me there when you wish to speak..
Price of the Heart.
I sold you a memory.
The price of it is the end of me.
But at least then you’d remember me.
Thinking back to the days you befriended me.
And even though I was crushing,
you didn’t concede to me.
When our first interaction was to borrow a cd.
Sade to be exact.
I’ll never forget that fact.
Memories of the minutes leading to the first kiss.
When we were on my couch talking about “Hitch”.
The day you first sent me an I…Love…You..
And how you couldn’t say it,
so you sent a tweet on thru.
These are the things I would sell to you.
Because they are just taking up space in my heart.
And its time for something new.
So I’m selling them to you.
At a reasonable price too.
The price begin the making of me.
My essence you took when you left from me.
Fleeting like a summer breeze.
Sweet and warm and quickly gone..
But back to my offer.
Would you by my memories from me by tomorrah??
I’ll toss in a bonus dollar.
Good God..I'm so glad I decided to check tumblr because you're most recent work just really spoke to me. Like for real, straight up it hit my heart haha. Great job, keep up the amazing work! :)
I am flattered beyond belief right now. Waking up to this message made my day a little brighter. Knowing something I wrote connected with someone else is an amazing feeling. So thank you for this message! (^_^)
I had a chance to talk to myself of the past.
The younger me, ya know before I skipped class.
Back when there was innocence in my eyes.
And no heart ache or pain in my sighs.
I warned myself that life gets hard.
That in the end all there is to life is work or starve.
That loneliness becomes a second friend to me.
And that they’ll be no tears for my eyes to see.
That every minute, hour, and second.
Would be spent worried about things I have no luck with.
How things like love, and money would soon come to rule our world.
And even though we try, we’ll still never find our pearl.
And as I looked at myself, with tears in my eyes.
Past me simply looks up and ask’s “Why?”
Why do you fear something so exciting?
Not knowing which road we’re taking but still driving.
Seems to me like it couldn’t be too bad.
Especially since you still have the strength to laugh.
So yea the nights may get lonely.
And your in short supply of homies.
But one day it’ll all make sense.
So hold out a little longer,
until your blessed with that gift.
Time holds secrets.
And one day you’ll understand why it has to keep it.
So I chuckled and laughed at myself.
As the kid in me melted away all my stress.
And with a smile,
I turned to my future self and asked “Whats next?”
She’s the sweetest poison to ever kiss my lips.
I’d stop at a sip,
but I’m dying of thirst.
And it’s the worst,
because I can feel my light fade.
It only took a day.
24 hours, for my love to say.
I missed you.
Thought I buried these feelings.
But somehow she unearthed them.
Injected me with a happy death.
Stood back and watched me while I wept,
tears from a tainted heart.
For it is for her do I willingly accept this fate.
Because no one has been as important as she, till this date.
you have such a dope blog!!
I appreciate it anon!! You make me feel like my writing is half-way decent.lol
I had a nice read Phatnomdreamer. All the best with the journey. Curious, you writing through experience or a day dream?
Hmm…I’d say its a mixture of both. I feel like my poetry comes from daydreams I have about my life experiences. And thanks for reading btw!!
So I’ve come to the realization that I’m in love with someone who doesn’t exist. I don’t know who she is, where she’s from, what she looks or feels like but I have a tremendous amount of love for her. And I just hope she feel’s the same.