Poetry

The Things That Were Left Behind.

I tried to paint it white and claim it's brand new.
Those are just lies I've always knew.
People make promises and leave and that's why so many people forget what love feels like.
I don't make promises I can't keep, I know the consequences of a ill heart.
Words spoken with no love covered my walls red.
They come through with a axe and start chopping all the parts I am still learning to love.
Once heard someone say they could name 100 things that they loved about me and I didn't let them speak.
I knew you would change your mind that's the truth coming from all the words I let you keep.
I trust my gut more than I'll ever trust any man.
Call me clairvoyant but I know the world we live in.
Most people are just photo copies pretending they got heart when they barely got anything real except the ideas they claim to have.
Most never felt real pain, I got secrets I still can't speak of till this day.
We watch the clock go by and we get closer to that time where there's no more time to waste.
We don't need that type of love.
Broken adults already have enough responsibilities.
Flowers don't grow in the cracks in my heart but the idea that things will never be the same will always flood in my heart.
Pick a memory where you remember yourself as a completely different person who had a chance.
Don't mourn for that person because they ain't coming back.
They were recreated.
Things will ache but who can deny our right to ache?
We won't suffer, we've already paid that price.
I've died a thousand times and I've made a home in my empty heart and I said hello to my conscious and told her that everything is gonna be alright.
She won't believe me but she'll always hold on tight and when she lays her body to rest she'll always wake up and hope everything will be alright.
The love she holds she can only breathe and some people will never be free and these demons I see will never be me for I'm the only thing I'll ever need.