I wonder if oblivion hurts?
Tattered frays beckon me to see
Beyond this land of shadows
Past the treeline
In this world of trees
I can't see the forest anymore
Weird Like GrammarThe weirdest things make me happy
Like being alone in public,
And standing in line for coffee
Wanting to get something different,
But chickening out and saying,
I'll have what she's having"
And that day she was having a drink called Ramona
Constantly changing her hair
In a world where people stare
informally at the informality
Of ordering someone else's drink for them
I memorized yours
With ever passing day,
I gave myself away
In take out boxes
And small recipes for tea
You told me stories of the people you knew
I told you stories,
Secretly about you
The strangest things made me happy
Like the smell of pesto, marinara, and dish soap
Because when you came smiling in from work
You smelled remarkably like
A dishpan pizza
We'd lay on the bare couch
Spraying ourselves with soda or pizza sauce
The CageWhen did we stop playing pretend?
Was it the day all our task
Became a cast
Around the broken form of a body
Burdened to it's very core
With what the future held in store?
Did we lose our inner child?
Like that time we last our moms
Int the supermarket
How we scrambled trying to find it,
But it was gone
Talking to an old friend a few rows over
We stopped playing,
And stopped learning how to grow
The lessons we learned in school
Where just enough to teach us
How not to make fools out of ourselves
We lined our childhood achievements on shelves
Like little league trophies
And instead of finding new ways to be proud
We burn out
Making money for a man
Who doesn't know our name,
And would never care to know it
We are numbers on a screen to him,
But we have fire inside
If we only ever cared to show it
It's comfortable in the cage
Choose to live there if you must
But it's still a cage
LullabyI dreamed a dream
And so it seemed
That I would die while dreaming
A peaceful end
New to begin
So is with every new beginning
My ReligionI just have to accept
As I climb the ladder to self reliance
That failing use of my heart
Is just a broken endless theory
Of a broken endless science
The introduction of my fears
Of being alone and shattered
To the suffering of the world,
So I suppose I shouldn't complain
When you disappear
First for a month
Then for a year
I told you how abstract you were,
I meant it as a complement
You were just the perfect amount
Of beautiful and terrible
Your breath was the wind,
And your teeth,
Injected thunder into my veins
For once the pain I felt wasn't internal,
But distance became a desert
You left me praying for a thunderstorm
Clinging to the side of the mountain
Begging for a little rain
So I climb,
maybe a higher elevation
Will please those angry gods
That continue to keep you from fo
Dear, HeartBrace for impact
I'm sure you aren't recovered
From all the turbulence,
And here we go again
Though the asteroid field of human emotions
So if you can be troubled
And don't spill your drink
Because I'm sure you'll be drinking
When all the moonlight spills,
And the fingertips slip
From their holsters,
Down you go
Pierced and bleeding
By the camera flash
While she rides off into the sunset,
But lets not fade to black just yet
No, you've got so much left to hurt for
So play some Johnny Cash
Let the man sway you to sleep
Sleep has always been better
Than reading what she wrote
Than opening that last letter
MirageYour heart is a mirage;
Mine a thirsty traveler,
And you look like every drink
Of every drop
Of every desert spring
But when I get too close
Leaving me gasping
MomentumIt was never her hair
It was never her smile
It was never the burning
She left of desire
It was the way that she painted
My world with her mood
It was all in how she spoke
In the way that she moved
I Deserve BetterYou left me crying one evening
In the Autumn rain
Cursing teardrops on my phone,
And in my heart I already knew
That you weren't coming home
Still I tried my best
Working to fix our love
That should have been an amputee
Because when something dies
You cut it off
You don't leave it to fester and bleed
It still breaks my heart
When I think of you,
And I know we've both moved on
So I hope someday you read this note
I hope you see that you weren't wrong
I prayed so long for a miracle
After you left me for dead
I know it may seem immature
There was nothing to do but beg
And a nameless god delivered
He sent me sex, company, and lust,
And held back love
Until my heart was healed
Until again I learned to trust
Wherever you are I wish you well,
And that's not easy to do
It's hard to not wish vengeance
After all you put me through
I wish you hope
I wish you luck
I wish you love, but not from me
Without the pain
I would have never seen
What it means to truly be free
After MeI bet he's warm and inviting
I bet he has strong arms to wrap you tight
I bet he smells like work and wonder,
And I bet you forgot about me tonight
I'd say you've made a life without me
I'd say moving on wasn't all that tough
I'd say that you don't always cross my mind,
And I really wish that lie was enough
But the words unsaid still sting,
And I hate myself for crying
Tears that you never see
Knowing how much you'll love
The man after me
I bet you're saying that it won't happen
Because you've never felt like this before
I'm sure you think I'm being ridiculous
But you've never seen me broken
You've never seen me bleeding
Screaming on the floor...
The words unsaid still sting,
And I hate myself for crying
Tears you'll never see
Knowing how much you'll love
The man after me
I want this to last forever,
But forever is a long, long time
30 sad quotesSad Quotes
~I don't run from you, I walk away slowly, and it kills me , 'cause you don't care enough to stop me.
~When you walk away, I count the steps that you take.
~"I love you" is eight letters long, but then again so is "bullshit".
~I wish I had saved all the tears you made me cry, so I could fucking drown you in them.
~Who do you turn to, when the only person in the world who can stop you from crying, is the one making you cry?
~I run in the rain, so that nobody can see my tears.
~Maybe when he broke my heart, he forgot I could feel.
~They say that loving you is my biggest mistake.
But how can it be wrong if it feels so right?
If I ever make a mistake,
It's not that I love you
It's thinking that someday you'll love me too.
~Giving up doesn't always mean you're weak, sometimes it just means that you're strong enough to let go.
~The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.
~Pain doesn't hurt when it's all you've ever felt.
~My heart was taken
size zeroi drape my body into the water
and my bones float away from my skin.
hipbones jutting like icebergs,
the concave of my stomach drowning as
water cries down my waterfall-stoned ribs.
absolution ripples across stained wrists,
delicate kisses pawing clawless
as my heartbeat barely touches the water.
i wring my eyes and cobweb them shut,
clumsily stepping blind from the water.
my fingertips curl desperately
as i draw my nails down marble,
hounding artifice to smother my ruined body.
i meticulously fold and wrap the cloth
spinning a corset of crosshairs
that stifle my lungs of capacity,
and others eyes of realisation.
tears melt my eyes awake.
i look down over my protected frame,
spun like flax into cotton.
out of sight
[and i'm] out of mind.
We'll meet againI write my feelings down in verse,
to help me stop them getting worse.
Maybe to ease my guilt and fear
cos now you're gone and I´m still here.
You were the best thing in my life,
in love forever as man and wife.
You filled my heart with warmth and cheer
but now you 're gone and I am still here.
Fate had other things planned for us,
it shocked us both as illness struck.
You fought so bravely through the years
and now you're gone but I am still here.
Now I live with memories and smiling photographs,
think about our tender love and the way you made me laugh.
My heart´s now broken and days full of tears
cos you are gone but I´m still here.
Alone I miss you every day
and write you poems in which I say,
you're in my heart and there you´ll be
till we meet again, you´re here with me
Suzanne Karbach 7th August 2015
DreamersShe reminds me that she's a dreamer
Her right hand delicately grips a pencil
as she's working equations on a TI-89 with her left
She looks up at me and smiles,
and there are stars, meteors,
spanning across the cosmos of her expression
her countenance reminds me to look up at the chalkboard
that's attempting to teach me how
to make verses sing from pages in a plain 8 by 11 notebook
and I am only armed with
a .7 pencil and a purple pen,
stolen from my older sister's pencil pouch
My hands are inches away from hers
from the desks side by side
like cars parallel parked on a side road
her equations confuse me
until she flips the page
and shows me stories
filled with metaphors of the sky
reminding me that we are both here for the same thing:
I needed a reason to smile
She wanted a lesson in writing
She reminds me that I'm a dreamer
We exchange stories and poems like cigarettes
except the only price we pay is a small portion of our ego
when there are mistakes and flaws,
and we are gra
How To Show A Girl She Can Love HerselfWhen you see her cry
you get a rag,
a gentle delicate clothe
lovingly grasp her hand
and dab its tip
to dry each tear as they come
and ask each drop
why it'd leave
such beautiful eyes.
If she wishes
to be in the sky
Tell her to go
Take the sun ransom
And replace it in the sky
So you can see her every morning
and plead for her
To return each night.
When you see her scars
gently like you might
caress the broken wing
Of a dove
and remind her
that for every hurt
that she's survived
has only made her
that much more unique
that much stronger.
Show her that she is worthy of love
That she deserves the love
she fears to give...
show her so that
one day after you're
You Left Me StrongerYou Left Me Stronger:
Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?
I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.
You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong
I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.
I thought a lot about the things you said...
The things that were my fault, my problems.
I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.
I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.
On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;
You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.
You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge like a parasite
When everything is good - when everything is fine and dandy.
I used to think that I was afraid of you leaving,
But now I know, that you've left me stronger than I was before.
You know, this was supposed to be an emotional whine; an emotional spill,
Maybe I was supposed to cry tears and beg you to come back, but you know wha