Tick tock,
My watch goes off.
Tick tock,
There's something off.
Tick tock,
I stop to think.
Tick tock,
What's wrong with me?!
It's ten! It's ten!
That precious time
When I phone the girl,
That I call mine.
How could I forget?
This can't possibly be!
Then I stop for a moment
And fall to my knees.
A morbid look upon my face,
My phone is dead
The call I can not place.
I tap my foot in time with the "beat".
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Now my friend is staring at me.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
He chuckles a bit,
Walks over to me.
Plop.
Plop?
In my lap?..
Such a relief!
A phone! A phone!
You precious boy!
How very observant
You see I need,
But I know that is bad,
When what I need I know
Can not be had.
If I could stop,
I would want it no more,
But it's need, not want,
That burns me to my core.
I feel from deep within,
My mind is torn,
And now the pieces left,
Are so forlorn.
What can I do?
With me lies not the fault,
Of this insane destructive,
Mind assault.
And sadly there is none,
Who know my need,
"I must tell someone!",
With myself I plead.
Oh yes, there are some,
Who know what I want.
So why does my need,
Have the power to daunt?
Albeit enough,
To cause me pain,
It does not drive me,
But wholly insane.
A smiple way to go
Is to hold the gun and "blow".
Blow your brains out,
Or maybe through the heart
Feel your body numb
And the pain will hardly start.
The supreme ecstasy of leaving this world
No more torment, no trials to hurdle.
Then again, what of friends....
Of family....
As you stroke the shell casing, think of them
All the pain and frustration you will cause them.
The heartrending loss of someone loved
The knowledge that their love, wasn't enough.
As your hand shakes, finger on the trigger
Remember all the times they picked you up,
Dusted you off
Offered their shoulder
Offered their life.
Will you allo
Waiting Once, Searching Now by ReIMyer, literature
Literature
Waiting Once, Searching Now
Sitting on a couch for two
She longed for one, she longed for you.
She waited by the ticking clock,
Her peers, companions stopped to mock.
This girl she waited, and waited for you.
Would you show up - She had no clue.
She thought of you all day and night,
Bloodshot eyes, she looked a fright.
She thought of times she wasn't blue,
Now those times are overdue.
She waited for minutes,
Hours,
No days.
Longing simply never pays.
At last she rose to her feet,
She walked away from that old seat.
A smile graced her pretty lips,
She no longer dwelled in those dark pits.
Instead of waiting she'd look and look,
Waiting like in fai
A sweet melody filles the room,
My eyes close.
If I was girlie, I bet I'd swoon.
So pure...
So seemingly perfect.
A smile pulls at the corner of my lips,
My breathing slows,
My thoughts wipe clear.
The only thing in my world are these notes.
Every drop in pitch,
Every pause
Makes my hair stand on end.
Complete silence.
My eyes fly open in protest,
Darting about the empty room.
"Hope you liked that. I have to go."
I nod and close my phone,
Staring at it for a few silent minutes.
"Beautiful.", I mutter before returning the phone to my pocket.
"Such an incredible Mocking Bird."
Wings held us above the rocky sea,
Keeping us from the pain sure to be found below.
Wings allowed us to live happily together,
Running so smoothly; fantasy.
Wings...
Beautiful, strong wings...
Wings that once made me soar.
Beautiful, gloosy black wings.
Wings that displayed for the world who I was-
Who I am-
Who I will forever be.
Beautiful, strong wings.
Wings she ripped from my back...
How I long for them to grow back...
"Do me a favor and lose my number."
Words so cruelly said, yet meant to defend.
She reminded me this day of those words.
"It crushed my heart."
A long, uncomfortable pause.
"I'll send the things..."
I don't want this...
"It's hurting you..."
I've -been- dealing with it.
"And it's hurting me."
I shut down.
My heart feels like it's slowly being shredded.
"Don't use -me- as an excuse."
My words desperate... Angry...
"You're not telling me not to leave."
...
I get out of bed and leave.
What I had tried to do for so long...
All of my efforts- meaningless.
When it came down to it
I was to weak to act like I didn't care.
To we
Tick tock,
My watch goes off.
Tick tock,
There's something off.
Tick tock,
I stop to think.
Tick tock,
What's wrong with me?!
It's ten! It's ten!
That precious time
When I phone the girl,
That I call mine.
How could I forget?
This can't possibly be!
Then I stop for a moment
And fall to my knees.
A morbid look upon my face,
My phone is dead
The call I can not place.
I tap my foot in time with the "beat".
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Now my friend is staring at me.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
He chuckles a bit,
Walks over to me.
Plop.
Plop?
In my lap?..
Such a relief!
A phone! A phone!
You precious boy!
How very observant
You see I need,
But I know that is bad,
When what I need I know
Can not be had.
If I could stop,
I would want it no more,
But it's need, not want,
That burns me to my core.
I feel from deep within,
My mind is torn,
And now the pieces left,
Are so forlorn.
What can I do?
With me lies not the fault,
Of this insane destructive,
Mind assault.
And sadly there is none,
Who know my need,
"I must tell someone!",
With myself I plead.
Oh yes, there are some,
Who know what I want.
So why does my need,
Have the power to daunt?
Albeit enough,
To cause me pain,
It does not drive me,
But wholly insane.
A smiple way to go
Is to hold the gun and "blow".
Blow your brains out,
Or maybe through the heart
Feel your body numb
And the pain will hardly start.
The supreme ecstasy of leaving this world
No more torment, no trials to hurdle.
Then again, what of friends....
Of family....
As you stroke the shell casing, think of them
All the pain and frustration you will cause them.
The heartrending loss of someone loved
The knowledge that their love, wasn't enough.
As your hand shakes, finger on the trigger
Remember all the times they picked you up,
Dusted you off
Offered their shoulder
Offered their life.
Will you allo
Waiting Once, Searching Now by ReIMyer, literature
Literature
Waiting Once, Searching Now
Sitting on a couch for two
She longed for one, she longed for you.
She waited by the ticking clock,
Her peers, companions stopped to mock.
This girl she waited, and waited for you.
Would you show up - She had no clue.
She thought of you all day and night,
Bloodshot eyes, she looked a fright.
She thought of times she wasn't blue,
Now those times are overdue.
She waited for minutes,
Hours,
No days.
Longing simply never pays.
At last she rose to her feet,
She walked away from that old seat.
A smile graced her pretty lips,
She no longer dwelled in those dark pits.
Instead of waiting she'd look and look,
Waiting like in fai
A sweet melody filles the room,
My eyes close.
If I was girlie, I bet I'd swoon.
So pure...
So seemingly perfect.
A smile pulls at the corner of my lips,
My breathing slows,
My thoughts wipe clear.
The only thing in my world are these notes.
Every drop in pitch,
Every pause
Makes my hair stand on end.
Complete silence.
My eyes fly open in protest,
Darting about the empty room.
"Hope you liked that. I have to go."
I nod and close my phone,
Staring at it for a few silent minutes.
"Beautiful.", I mutter before returning the phone to my pocket.
"Such an incredible Mocking Bird."
Wings held us above the rocky sea,
Keeping us from the pain sure to be found below.
Wings allowed us to live happily together,
Running so smoothly; fantasy.
Wings...
Beautiful, strong wings...
Wings that once made me soar.
Beautiful, gloosy black wings.
Wings that displayed for the world who I was-
Who I am-
Who I will forever be.
Beautiful, strong wings.
Wings she ripped from my back...
How I long for them to grow back...
"Do me a favor and lose my number."
Words so cruelly said, yet meant to defend.
She reminded me this day of those words.
"It crushed my heart."
A long, uncomfortable pause.
"I'll send the things..."
I don't want this...
"It's hurting you..."
I've -been- dealing with it.
"And it's hurting me."
I shut down.
My heart feels like it's slowly being shredded.
"Don't use -me- as an excuse."
My words desperate... Angry...
"You're not telling me not to leave."
...
I get out of bed and leave.
What I had tried to do for so long...
All of my efforts- meaningless.
When it came down to it
I was to weak to act like I didn't care.
To we
Maybe more or close to it, I'm not even sure anymore. As I am sure none of my previous watchers are watching me anymore I have a feeling I will be conversing with myself. I do, however, feel that there is a much needed update on DA.
First off, I apologize for my extended absense from this wonderful site. There were some things I needed to take care of before returning.
Secondly, moving... I've been here close to 8 months now... Maybe more. *laughs* So it has, indeed, been a very long time since I last posted anything.
Now, for what has happened/what I am up to. I prefer the now so let us start with that.
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Hello stranger. I have to admit myself as a great fan of your work. Your inspiring and I have to say very interesting. *blush* Hope to read more in the future. *smiles* <3
*Grins* Thank you. I greatly appreciate your words as I am not very confident in my work (though I myself like a few of my pieces). I hope that I can continue to make poetry that will inspire. I am thinking about working on a drawning in the near future. Perhaps that would also be something that you will like.