They always say the good die young,
but I never thought it would be you...
with all your laughter and all your joy
so contagious
I never dreamed you'd leave so soon.
And where were you taken, that sunless day,
when the sky poured acid in mourning?
And why did you of all people have to go...
so young
so certain
so beautiful.
The questions tormented a thousand days
a thousand dreams
a thousand tears and more.
And I could find no solace in the words they spoke.
There was a time, a long time ago,
when I thought that
I was right and
you were wrong and
that's just the way it was.
I saw the world in black and white
instead of subtle shades of gray.
And I thought I was
unbreakable.
There was a day, not so long ago, when I refused to see
all the differences
all the similarities
the truth inside all the lies
And all the reasons you and I needed to end.
And still, I thought I was
Unbreakable.
There was a minute, not five minutes ago,
when you opened my eyes to
all my shortcomings and
all my tiny flaws and
all the ways I was wrong.
And now I understand
Show me the path of the wind, my friend--
the steady will that guides you on.
Teach me the flight of the autumn leaves
and the words of the tempest's song.
Teach me the time in the fire's spark
that reminds us that death's not far.
Show me the way the tree's roots run deep
like the strength you hold in your arms.
Teach me to paint not with a brush
but with the spell that pours from your lips.
Teach me the dance of the lonely wolf
and the rhythm hidden in your hips.
Teach me the flow of the river's bend,
the stories behind all your fears.
Teach me to walk in the dirt of the earth
and in the dreams that you hold dear.
Teach me t
03. Making History by EdgeOfEternity32, literature
Literature
03. Making History
She wakes and grins despite the gray outside.
Her world is filled with sunshine...
her eyes blind to the tornadoes that run rampant
in this world of mine...
The world of cold days and rain clouds,
heartache and solitude
where we live with nothing but the regrets.
"She's got eyes of the bluest skies"
doesn't begin to describe it,
but it wasn't until I looked into those eyes
that I understood the full weight of this world.
Her brilliance shed light
on every hairline crack that makes up
my every waking moment since I was old enough
to remotely understand the beat
behind my heart.
When I was a kid, I had dreams
of rock bands and
Hello there, hey, I'll introduce myself.
Wide-eyed ragdoll sitting on your shelf.
Rich in nothing but emotional wealth,
and by the way, you should know,
I'm not good for your health.
I'm hangin' by a thread lookin' upside down.
The ground is my sky, and the sky is my ground.
Soaring or crashing, the answer ain't so sound.
I'm lookin' for a safehouse
that can never be found.
And here I am, know I'm lost to everyone
runnin' from my past for the sake of the run.
Now I understand that this life'll never be mine
'til I've learned to lose track of the passing of time.
Hello there, hey, can you please help me see?
'Cause I'm lost in t
Every Love Poem's Still For You by EdgeOfEternity32, literature
Literature
Every Love Poem's Still For You
You got under my skin so deep, no blade can cut you free.
But in the dark, all that's left of who I was are fading memories
of faces and places and songs I once knew
of fights and nights spent longing for only you.
And I wonder, wherever you are, if you think about me
or is there simply nothing left of the us we used to be?
And now your light burns through these veins long since dead
and it's all I can do not to join the screaming in my head.
They splatter and shatter my every waking thought
and no matter what I do you've got me caught.
And fate saw to it that we eventually fell apart.
The only thing wrong with that is fate forgot
When You Promised Me Forever by EdgeOfEternity32, literature
Literature
When You Promised Me Forever
Sandbox memories, you and I--
I promised you my heart until the day I die.
And you promised me forever
in that land of make believe,
in those days when time stood still
and the world was as we dreamed.
And we lived there in our castle
made up of blanket walls.
The blinking of the fireflies
perfect lighting at our balls.
But those days when time stood still
began passing much too fast.
And it turned out that our dream world
existed only in the past.
Sandbox memories, you and I--
I sit now in the mud beneath a crying sky.
'Cause when I promised you forever
I meant until the end.
But when you promised me forever,
You meant onl
I don't know how to stop thinking of you
--The verses you write.
--The taste of Mike's Hard on your lips.
The way you make me feel when you take my hand
Unafraid,
so certain...
so secure.
Hold me tight through the night.
It was a mistake.
That's all it was and ever will be.
And your words madden this messed up mind,
fill it with ideas I had shut out
--about myself
--the way I should be treated.
Talk isn't so innocent
when it's between two broken hearts.
Ones that say the words to each other
that they're dying to say to someone else instead.
It was a mistake.
And yet
I go to bed at night wondering
Dreami
A year and more has passed
since I last heard that voice
that used to make me melt
even when it was poisoned by hate
I've missed it.
I can't lie.
I wonder if you've missed mine, too.
I don't hate you never could
Through the lies we both spread
half truths at the least
And the rage that signified the end
Of a friendship that had no final goodbye,
I could never bring myself to say those three words
that come to your lips so easily these days.
Was it just a cover?
Hide the pain that you felt...still feel?
Do you ever wish it hadn't ended?
Now every time your name is mentioned
That nickname a single letter long
They always say the good die young,
but I never thought it would be you...
with all your laughter and all your joy
so contagious
I never dreamed you'd leave so soon.
And where were you taken, that sunless day,
when the sky poured acid in mourning?
And why did you of all people have to go...
so young
so certain
so beautiful.
The questions tormented a thousand days
a thousand dreams
a thousand tears and more.
And I could find no solace in the words they spoke.
There was a time, a long time ago,
when I thought that
I was right and
you were wrong and
that's just the way it was.
I saw the world in black and white
instead of subtle shades of gray.
And I thought I was
unbreakable.
There was a day, not so long ago, when I refused to see
all the differences
all the similarities
the truth inside all the lies
And all the reasons you and I needed to end.
And still, I thought I was
Unbreakable.
There was a minute, not five minutes ago,
when you opened my eyes to
all my shortcomings and
all my tiny flaws and
all the ways I was wrong.
And now I understand
Show me the path of the wind, my friend--
the steady will that guides you on.
Teach me the flight of the autumn leaves
and the words of the tempest's song.
Teach me the time in the fire's spark
that reminds us that death's not far.
Show me the way the tree's roots run deep
like the strength you hold in your arms.
Teach me to paint not with a brush
but with the spell that pours from your lips.
Teach me the dance of the lonely wolf
and the rhythm hidden in your hips.
Teach me the flow of the river's bend,
the stories behind all your fears.
Teach me to walk in the dirt of the earth
and in the dreams that you hold dear.
Teach me t
03. Making History by EdgeOfEternity32, literature
Literature
03. Making History
She wakes and grins despite the gray outside.
Her world is filled with sunshine...
her eyes blind to the tornadoes that run rampant
in this world of mine...
The world of cold days and rain clouds,
heartache and solitude
where we live with nothing but the regrets.
"She's got eyes of the bluest skies"
doesn't begin to describe it,
but it wasn't until I looked into those eyes
that I understood the full weight of this world.
Her brilliance shed light
on every hairline crack that makes up
my every waking moment since I was old enough
to remotely understand the beat
behind my heart.
When I was a kid, I had dreams
of rock bands and
Hello there, hey, I'll introduce myself.
Wide-eyed ragdoll sitting on your shelf.
Rich in nothing but emotional wealth,
and by the way, you should know,
I'm not good for your health.
I'm hangin' by a thread lookin' upside down.
The ground is my sky, and the sky is my ground.
Soaring or crashing, the answer ain't so sound.
I'm lookin' for a safehouse
that can never be found.
And here I am, know I'm lost to everyone
runnin' from my past for the sake of the run.
Now I understand that this life'll never be mine
'til I've learned to lose track of the passing of time.
Hello there, hey, can you please help me see?
'Cause I'm lost in t
Every Love Poem's Still For You by EdgeOfEternity32, literature
Literature
Every Love Poem's Still For You
You got under my skin so deep, no blade can cut you free.
But in the dark, all that's left of who I was are fading memories
of faces and places and songs I once knew
of fights and nights spent longing for only you.
And I wonder, wherever you are, if you think about me
or is there simply nothing left of the us we used to be?
And now your light burns through these veins long since dead
and it's all I can do not to join the screaming in my head.
They splatter and shatter my every waking thought
and no matter what I do you've got me caught.
And fate saw to it that we eventually fell apart.
The only thing wrong with that is fate forgot
When You Promised Me Forever by EdgeOfEternity32, literature
Literature
When You Promised Me Forever
Sandbox memories, you and I--
I promised you my heart until the day I die.
And you promised me forever
in that land of make believe,
in those days when time stood still
and the world was as we dreamed.
And we lived there in our castle
made up of blanket walls.
The blinking of the fireflies
perfect lighting at our balls.
But those days when time stood still
began passing much too fast.
And it turned out that our dream world
existed only in the past.
Sandbox memories, you and I--
I sit now in the mud beneath a crying sky.
'Cause when I promised you forever
I meant until the end.
But when you promised me forever,
You meant onl
I don't know how to stop thinking of you
--The verses you write.
--The taste of Mike's Hard on your lips.
The way you make me feel when you take my hand
Unafraid,
so certain...
so secure.
Hold me tight through the night.
It was a mistake.
That's all it was and ever will be.
And your words madden this messed up mind,
fill it with ideas I had shut out
--about myself
--the way I should be treated.
Talk isn't so innocent
when it's between two broken hearts.
Ones that say the words to each other
that they're dying to say to someone else instead.
It was a mistake.
And yet
I go to bed at night wondering
Dreami
A year and more has passed
since I last heard that voice
that used to make me melt
even when it was poisoned by hate
I've missed it.
I can't lie.
I wonder if you've missed mine, too.
I don't hate you never could
Through the lies we both spread
half truths at the least
And the rage that signified the end
Of a friendship that had no final goodbye,
I could never bring myself to say those three words
that come to your lips so easily these days.
Was it just a cover?
Hide the pain that you felt...still feel?
Do you ever wish it hadn't ended?
Now every time your name is mentioned
That nickname a single letter long
Star Crossed, Not Lovers by DefiningHypocrisy, literature
Literature
Star Crossed, Not Lovers
Filled with the thrill of warm March nights, I guess I miss you, don't wish you here, clearing air with words and adjectives. Profound talk we could make, silently drawing our faces with fingers and painting skies with verbs. Only mountains don't move, thought they told us so, we can't go to Bythinia, intertexuality doesn't exist in the digital age. Spelled your name 'ait' one day, laughed at the stars, they took off, left me here. Don't mind, it's green, like so hard to hate when your eyes are closed.
Trudging
Through the thickest of snow
Each time the winter comes
Running
From mirage to mirage
Each hallucination takes its toll
Falling
Hands-first into the niege
Until theyre raw with blood.
Contrast
Is out of nowhere
Tears and snow melt all the same
Look up
And see that i have lost my way
Among the bare oak
Pondering
Which way should i go next
Which way will the wind blow?
Aphrodite Was A Supermodel by mondays-emblem, literature
Literature
Aphrodite Was A Supermodel
Your shoes don't fit
sliding off your heels
in a fit of design
to make your legs look
longer and thinner
like a blade of hair
running down the nape
of your neck,
pluck out your eye
brows and blink away
weary tears when you
lick lips made out of wax
and pigment that
make you vomit up
your lunch and
chip a nail on the
sidewalk when you fall
feeling the burn of those
creature's eyes on your
slender broken back.
Where is one identity today amongst a forest
Of postal codes and phone numbers and God knows what?
And the event horizon of anonymity threatens
To swallow us. To eat up that single dot
That's representative of all we are
In comparison to the vast cosmos in which we float.
The scope of the libraries of the cities of the world
In comparison to every scrap I ever wrote.
The pebble that starts the avalanche is a small one
Easily hidden amongst its peers in piles of snow.
The single solar flare is lost amongst the others
In that dazzling incandescent glow.
My girl's doing much better. She'll get to come home tomorrow. She's getting restless cooped up in the hospital. They let me take her down to the play area yesterday, so that made it a little easier for her. But she's definitely feeling better, which is really relieving. Got the most sleep last night that I've gotten over the past week. So I, too, am feeling better. Got another chapter or two of Tristan to upload. I'd appreciate any feedback, since it's the first novel I've ever written. Thanks so much to those who are already reading!
They're hitting her with all they've got. She pretty much just sleeps, but when she's awake now, she seems to be feeling better. She only has to be on oxygen for 20 minute intervals instead of constantly now, which is good. It's terrible trying to keep an oxygen cord on a 15-month old. Hah.
Work today's gonna be hell. I'm exhausted. But I just cant sit in that hospital with HER all day. The only good thing about this whole situation is that it'll give me a leg up on trying to get custody. The doctors asked HER why she didn't take my little one in when she first started showing signs of being sick. Scolded her for waiting too long. Asked me w