Poems, random thoughts and concepts

Poems vol. 1

A/n: here are a five pre written non triggering (as far as I'm aware) poems I already had when I made this book they are slightly sad but it's poetry so like what did you expect.

Birds of a feather
I had stopped and given you everything
Just from one tearful look
You well you gladly took
And I'd let you off the hook
I was too used to you under my wing

Puzzling
We are all incomplete puzzles:
Some try all their life to find each piece;
Some just try to live and find pieces accidentally,
And some don't want to be completed.
You found some of your pieces in me
But I couldn't find any of mine in you.

But you looked at me with such hopeful eyes
That I lied and said you made me more complete.
You held my hand and showed me off like a trophy.
I didn't click with you but you loved how my puzzle looked.
I can't find any more of my pieces with you around
But you love the piece of me that's yours.

Months passed and I grew more and more strained
No pieces came about with you around.
My puzzle hurt to look at because it reminded me of lies:
I couldn't bear the weight of my deception.
But the thought of breaking your heart stops me from being free.

Mask
My head is held high
My shoulders relaxed
My stance confident
My smile wide–
A tad too wide

See I healed from you
And I built this facade
To hide all these internal pains
But this feeling still remains.

Maybe this feeling is guilt
For how long I missed you
For each time I went to call
you were the cause of the problem
But your voice was the only thing
That once made me feel ok

(I kinda hate this next poem but it's going in anyway)

Persistent
Your touch lingers like poison ivy
It finds its way under my skin
It sets my nerves on fire
Yet all I do is stand here to watch you leave

Your presence was so vile and toxic
You made me sick to my stomach
You looked at me and I felt your gaze crawl around my veins
You sucked joy out of the air like a sponge in water

Now you say I love you, I miss you
Ugh oh don't make me gag
Your tone so sweet and fake I think I'll be sick
Don't waste your time driving up my street

I don't need you anymore
Heck I don't want you anymore
All your pleading attempts are poor
I've moved on be gone

Have a terrible afternoon

Sweet silence
Silence oh sweet silence:
The sound of nothing
So peaceful and calm–
I love the silence.

It wasn't always like this:
It used to be so loud
But rarely when it wasn't
The quiet was deafening.

It used to wrap around my head,
It used to smother my crown.
I'd flinch even with no noise to prompt.
There was no peace or calm.

I was too scared to make a sound
Because the thought of the noise
Coming back was worse–
Worse than that heavy quiet.

But now I'm here.
Now I love the quiet.
Now I'm calm, not clammy:
I can break the silence without fear.