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Untitled 05

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on July 15, 2009 by Arthur

March 2007
Early Morning

I swallowed my feelings
I swallowed my heart
The conversations we had
Kind of began but never did start
I was worried what you’d say
Or what you would think
And now I miss you everyday
Wasting my pen and the ink
I finally have something to proclaim
But you’re gone and nothing’s the same
And who I am won’t float, just

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Untitled 04

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on July 13, 2009 by Arthur

March 2007
Early Morning

Come back
We can’t do this without your presence
Parts of the world are flooded
We drown in your image
The unfinished life that was
That wasn’t
That’ll never be
Come back

Untitled 03

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on July 7, 2009 by Arthur

March 2007
Early Morning

I’ll be loyal
I’ll never leave your side
I won’t be depressing
Sad, frustrating, hurtful
I want you to hold me
Never let go
I’ll never let go
I want your warm to melt my wall
Show me what happiness can be
Show me what love is

Untitled 02

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on July 3, 2009 by Arthur

March 2007

She dripped every last ounce that occupied her mind
All the answers through me, she wanted to find
A broken record who’s vinyl was torn
My bloody, beaten ears became so worn
She wanted a savior, I was her accidental knight
Her words and heart heavy I couldn’t win the fight
My time and love were hers and she was happy to have received
However, what she returned, I was duped and truly deceived
She was going through hell yet the hurt was all mine
My spirit was crushing, what a costly fine
Help is what she requested and I supplied my best
Though she made the same faults which I started to detest
She buried me alive in her coffin of sadness
Where maggots fed off me and left behind madness
She sat on her pedestal, hands free of the muck
Stating I could never relate, leaving me dumbstruck

Untitled 01

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on July 2, 2009 by Arthur

March 2007

Allow me the honor to soak up your mess
Time and again, I’ll absorb what you confess
Release your fears, the blood that was shed
Verbalize the frustration, the stress in your head
Your one-sided stories and the tears that were spilled
Doesn’t matter the liquid, I cannot be filled
Though caution to the hopeless about my sympathy
Constant repetition will lead to vexed apathy
Mighty but fragile, I am a fruitful instrument
Take away the bad and replace with contentment
Your motivation low, everyday hurts, the road is tough
I will make it clean and new by becoming your seraph