Amie Stevens
Just getting started after years spent avoiding creative writing. I have a lot to learn and relearn.
Amie Stevens
Just getting started after years spent avoiding creative writing. I have a lot to learn and relearn.
Just getting started after years spent avoiding creative writing. I have a lot to learn and relearn.
Just getting started after years spent avoiding creative writing. I have a lot to learn and relearn.
Pencil scratching on paper,
short little strokes,
whispering secrets to no one,
writing words to never be spoke.
She loves you, you damn fool.
She loves you but doesnât know what to do,
so she keeps loving you,
as much as she tries not to.
Pencil scratching on paper,
scribble, scrape, scratch,
She writes about you
and the life the two of you could have,
wishes of the day youâll smarten up,
give ...
Sheâs not right.
She canât see eye to eye
But she can see through
Your lies.
She sees.
MmmmmâŚ
Iâm. NmDeception
Manipulation, infectionf
The blue of deep oceans
In your eyes
FShe cries out for you
But her cries fall silent with no echo
On a black night sky
Her heart still bbmmmmmmmbv
Races
At the sound of your voice
But the sound of
Goodbye...
Rather, âIâll be your main chick,â
and youâll swear fidelity,
but you are weak, youâll cheat,
you will, my sweet sadistic,
you will break my beat heart,
so best you have the gall
to speak with honesty and say,
Just say youâll stay, just stay,
please
stay
because youâre the beat of my heart today
and the death of my soul tomorrow,
Iâll never let myself feel the way
I feel about you now, too...
She kisses the tears away from my eyes one last time and settles down on her pillow next to mine. We lie face to face. I hold her close because I know in my heart that this is the last time sheâll sleep next to me, and when morning comes, sheâs still in my arms, but sheâs gone. I loved her more than anything in this world. I close her little mouth and I break. I will never be myself again....