Ode to Tie Pt.2

Ode to Tie Pt.2

A Poem by MissieLuna
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It's really freaking long! Sorry..haha

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I never really thought our sea would part,

Slowly the storms washed upon the shore,
All of the damage and breaking hearts,
But I'd take all the paint just to see you once more.
Feel your arms contort my soul,

Crush my breathing with your sound,

My world starts sinking in the hole,
And I feel myself start falling down,

Into the deepest parts where I am bound.
By love and curiosity,

To feel you sitting next to me,

Oh how I wish upon the falling stars,

But my dreams are shooting way too far.

And I fall into uncertainty,

This sea is washing over me,

And filling up the holes you've made,
Redefine the price I've paid.

To fall in love with nothingness,

Is something that I truly miss.

So I ran away from everything,
Grabbed my guitar and tried to sing,
You're the catalyst that started this,

I kiss you once,I kissed you twice,
I took a chance to roll the dice,
And you called my bluff,
When I fucked up,

Got pushed away,
I'm sad to say,

Well maybe you're not right for me,
But I always feel you pulling me,

And I fall into your gravity,

Until you're everything I see.

But what good is this doing me?
And what good is this life I lead?
Why can't I have you next to me?
Forever must I always plead?

And feel the ache inside my heart,

My sick devotion to never part.

I feel a fool,Your favorite tool,

Used and Battered,broken, frayed

My legs and arms gave everything.

Your love would really mean a lot,

But what good is this hope I got?
It's made me who I am today,

The girl who has a lot to say.

But you'll never hear a single word,

Because a romance is just absurd.

And though I'd rather have you next to me,

How much more can my heart bleed?
Will it ever haunt you the way that it haunts me?

Your love, so self-absorbed, I'll never be.

Well I'm the moth and you're the flame,

The end result is still the same.

Will your light fade?

Will my time pass?
Or is this love that will last?

I'm inside, you're everything.

And my love don't mean anything.
I'm sick as hell,of this damn spell,
Just let me go,Release my soul,

I learned my part,I played the game,

But always it ends the same.

Oh of all the things I meant to say,

But Darling,I was afraid.

© 2015 MissieLuna


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Added on January 28, 2015
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MissieLuna
MissieLuna

las Vegas, NV



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