I only loved the idea of you
A pretty something
But you were just you
I should have seen it coming
...
You are making my soul shake
Crumbling into the beauty I’ve never felt
Thank you for talking without speaking
I can feel your emotions collapsing
...
Impulses of wires
Shaking the weary minds
For I am only trying to wake
Like rain on glass
...
She’s crying in her sleep
The birds are falling from the sky
Forget what’s moving in motion
Let the whole world stay high
...
Shhh Shhh, keep it quiet
Keep it calm
The world is spinning
And we're trying to fit it within our palms
...
We've got words without meaning
Lovers without love
Sadness without feeling
We've got so much
...
From drama in the neighborhood
Secrets dangle across our heads
Then to a place with no matter
I strive for a happening
...
I’ve been a fool for too long
With perfect wax figures
Of delicate hands holding flowers
Waiting for reality to take over
...
Ravel your fingers inside of mine
I'll take you to a place
Where nothing exists but
The creation of our bliss
...
Wrapped in each other’s arms
Our small steps lead the way
To where stars rest their tips
In our late night hearts
...
Glorious days, glorious days
Nothing to hide
Does that world even exist?
A quiet laugh out of this town
...
Whereupon your hands brush
Pinpoint fingertips tap
Cautiously over my arm
Sliding off into nothingness
...
A Pretty Something
I only loved the idea of you
A pretty something
But you were just you
I should have seen it coming
You stood right in front of me
I kept on trying and trying
To make you into something beautiful
Couldn’t see you were already dieing
Scraping paint off the walls
You were all white underneath
Covered with colors from my eyes
A perfect painting of mine
I was a stupid girl
Clung to your shirt so desperately
This isn’t you, this isn’t you
I didn’t want to face reality
I was a stupid girl
Making up false stories
Between you and me
I dropped to my knees
You’re just a pretty something
A fake boy I set beside myself
I should have seen it coming
I don't want to sound too dramatic, but your poetry floors me! It's got such passion. At times, poetry seems to takes courage to put more emotion than thought into it. I think you're just going to keep getting better and better everday! Keep writing! Os and Xs, Colette