Poems Quotes

The sound of your voice causes my chest to tighten inexplicably. A glance at your face and I feel the endorphins roll within my blood. Imagine the damage caused to my body if I were to actually touch you.

There was something in the room, faceless and afraid. I asked if you could feel it, this thing between us, and you looked so worried - so sick - that I let it dance away. Sometimes I wish that if only you had felt it too.
if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself,
get a better mirror,
look a little closer,
stare a little longer.
Because there's something inside you
that made you keep trying despite
everyone who told you quit.
You built a cast around your broken heart
and signed it yourself,
you signed it
"They were wrong!"
Because maybe you didn't belong
to a group or a clique,
maybe they decided to pick you
last at basketball or everything,
maybe you used to bring
bruises and broken teeth to show and tell but never told
Because how can you hold your ground if everyone around you
wants to bury you beneath it?
You have to believe that they were wrong
They have to be wrong,
why else would we still be here?
We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog
because we see ourselves in them.
We stem from a root planted in the belief
that we are not what we were called.
We are not abandoned cars stalled out and
sitting empty on some highway.
And if in some way we are,
don't worry.
We only got out to walk and get gas.
We are graduating members from the class of
We made it.
Not the faded echoes of voices crying out
"Names will never hurt me."
Of course, they did.
But our lives will only ever always
 continue to be a balancing act,
that has less to do with pain,
and more to do with beauty.

I didn't fall instantly,
I fell slowly in love.
Colliding my heart
against my rib cage,
in slow motion 
just like in movies.
Except those people
fall instantly in love.
No, I fell in love slowly,
in a sweet spring,
that was yet so suffocating. 
I fell slowly in love, 
never on the ground, 
always with you.


Wow, another poem written. Different format for now, it'll always be the same, just this is the exception.

If there was only enough words,
to explain the feeling of lonliness.
It's like a chronic disease, a cure,
that seems so rare to find.

"Hey, I miss you." 
"Sundays feel like the rain days."

What always seemed forever,
seems like it's small, and short.
What words called love,
felt like pain with the crack at heart.

"Rain showers brings in the flowers."

But you always seemed to crack a smile,
making it feel better for the minutes,
but as soon as you leave for the days,
if only was forever, I'd be filled with loneliness.

The walls you stand behind are wearing thin, and hopeless, I beg for you to let me inside. I have been trying so hard to keep in time with the words that flow from your mouth; the things you cry behind these walls when you think I cannot hear. sometimes I hear you cry about me, and that is when I think that maybe you are both blind and deaf to the fact that I have already destroyed so many things for you. What more can I do? I am sorry that standing outside of your walls is exhausting; that being vulnerable and open is exhausting. Waiting for you, I think I'll have to build some walls of my own.

i am a house made of concrete and many do not bother to visit. but i feel like a window when he looks at me. i feel so transparent, so raw and clear. i cannot hide at all. and when he looks at me - truly looks at me - he looks past all of the dirt and shards of broken glass. he crawls through the window, cutting his hands, until i can feel him sitting within the house of my soul.
He watched you smile he watched you cry,now it's time for your final good bye, he found someone new, all done with you, someone he can tell all his secrets to. You sit and you weep yet you can't get any sleep, pictures of him is all you keep, you sit and remember a time in December ,he says she's cute he says she's fine, tells the whole world "yup she's mine" you try and find a place in time when his smile used to shine just like how it is now when he calls her mine, now you're left alone, all silent in your home, left to ponder and dwell, locked inside this hell. You grab the pen, sign your name, now it will never be the same.gone forever, feeling left to die, slowly silently you whisper goodbye.
 Something was and wasn't there between us
something went on and went away.

I remember the sky, as it dimmed to dark blue, and how all at once, I had felt one with you. I remember the bed, unmade and small, and the faintest of shadows that painted your wall. I remember the garden, the grass and the due, and sitting to watch the sunrise with you. I remember this space, open and clear, and all of the things you would whisper in here.

I remember the day when you said you had to go, but the reason of which I still do not know.
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