Tell Me.A Poem by And She SingsAre you satisfied?
Are you happy now?
Happy with the dirty looks Presented to me By strangers. Happy with a hole In the universe We used to Share? Happy with the summer Past that's now long Grown cold and Empty? Are you happy That I care now? Are you happy That it hurts now? Would it even matter If I said it out loud? Would it make you feel better If I wrote it all down? Would you crumple the paper and throw it away? Would you tell me, with your patent blank face, that, "It's okay,"? The back bumper's rusted, The tires are flat. The memories made Were left in the back. The swing set is empty. The trees are all bare. And though you are mad, I don't think you care. It takes two to tango, And we both know it's true. The fault is with me As much as with you. I can't help but remember how Your lips felt against mine. How the way you laughed always made your eyes shine. How my eyes shine now As I write this to you. How I know you don't Need this as much as I do. But I can't need this anymore. I can't need you anymore. I need me. This is a time that can't Be wasted by love. By petty arguments or by things I can't control. I'm done now. Let me know when you are, too.
© 2012 And She SingsAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAnd She SingsINAboutI am a sophmore and high school sucks, so I'm just going to release all of my dirt on you, the public. I mostly write free verse. REVIEW EVERYTHING! EVEN IF YOU HATE IT. LET ME KNOW! more..Writing
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