Stuck in the Present

I am reaching, but you’re too far
Into to looking glass I delve.
I remove my heart and offer it to you.
Desparate for you in my future.
You are right there, but just out of reach.

Youthful innocence marred by the age of time

Slinking minutes turn into lengthy days, wasted years

Waiting for the right ______.

Immobilized. Here.

I find myself dreaming beyond my means.

I wish to be wild, not in this crummy hole.

Freedom. Far away.

The desperation for love

shall be my undoing

The yearning for that touch

will be my destruction

rusticromanticist:

I have poured out all me

In this bowl.

I have nothing left to offer

Just a handful of oats

And a slice of dried toast.

-

Together we could be delicious

I add the substance

You add the flavour;

Together. One.

-

But you are content

With eating us both

Separate.

So for now we stay friends

mikefrawley:

I’m sorry
I should have
such useless empty
tragic little words

I wonder did you
ever find
the love you sought
and deeply deserved 

If I could have ever
loved another
you would have been
the one 

I’ve lost so much 
along the way
yet to this day
I only weep for us 

I have poured out all me

In this bowl.

I have nothing left to offer

Just a handful of oats

And a slice of dried toast.

-

Together we could be delicious

I add the substance

You add the flavour;

Together. One.

-

But you are content

With eating us both

Separate.

So for now we stay friends

musettainlove:

If you’re lost
Than im lost too
Id spend a life searching
In the company of you

If you’re confused
Than I’ll be that too
I need no clarity
When my clarity is you

If you’re scared
Than im afraid too
I fear the day
When I might loose you

If you’re alone
Than im alone too
But alone isn’t lonely
When im alone with you

When she wasn’t looking

apocalypsepoet:

A blank page

Is the best poetry

I could ever

Hope to produce