Stay
Even if the world shower,
I will stay
Yes lay beside you and would say
"Don't run away, don't run away".
Face up the world
Cry for the vain
And laugh and say
I gain it again, I gain it again.
Even if the light shades
I will stay ;
Hold your hands
and take you across the pain.
Stars twinkle
and glitters in flame.
You will shine
I know, you will make you fine.
(This poem is based on two songs specifically " Next to you" By Chris Brown and "Hall of fame" By The Script)
dance in the dark.
dance in the dark - au/ra
i close my eyes
and let this darkness consume me;
i’ve always been afraid
of what lies beyond,
what can come in the dark.
so here i am.
i look out over the lit city beneath my feet
then up at the stars,
and smile.
i begin to dance,
my body trembling
slightly because of my anxiety.
i’ve never done this before.
dance in the dark,
i’m dancing with my fears in the dark.
music plays from my headphones
and i swirl,
and let myself absorb into
the soft lyrics of the song.
the fear once killed me,
locked me up.
but everybody's scared
so dance in the dark.
the fear of darkness
is still there,
still shaking my heart,
but i am trying.
and that is all that matters.
party with your fears,
dance in the dark.
“Call Me When You’re Sober”
You got drunk again,
Told me you loooved meee.
Slurring your words,
Ruining your grand speech.
It's over.
It's over.
I'm taken the blame,
For all your mistakes.
If you loved me,
You wouldn't have left me.
You're drunk.
It's over.
"You can't play the victim this time."
I'm done.
You're drunk.
"You never call me when you're sober."
You didn't want it then.
But you want it now.
"You only want it 'cause it's over."
Stop saying you love me,
When you're drunk.
Stop calling me.
"If you loved me,
You would be here with me."
I won't take the blame this time.
You have to deal with your own mistakes.
I don't have you now,
And I don't think I ever did.
I don't think you were ever mine.
You can't blame me this time.
You can't.
"Must be exhausting to lose your own game."
You're too late.
I'm over it.
Nothing about this will change.
I'm done.
You're drunk.
"I've made up your mind."
Stitches (By Shawn Mendas) In Poetry ‘The Words Hurt Me More Than the Sharpest Blades’
I loved it the first time you said 'I love you,'
'Cause I knew I'd loved you, too.
I took the bait,
not wantin' to wait
and think things through.
Then came the first blow,
it hit me so hard, and the world went slow.
The words hurt more than the sharpest blades,
but it wouldn't of helped if we had played chirades.
I was hurt behond releif,
hopin' you'd turn over a new leaf.
There was nothing a docter could truly do,
if I asked for stitches on my heart,
could they see it through?
The theripists wouldn't work out,
for you were all I could think about!
I'm over it now, I told myself it was all fake.
Though I cried enough tears to fill a lake.
A lake that almost drowned me,
my fears working as gravity.
I told myself move on...
and finally I was ready to face
a new dawn!
'Cause I finally got over you,
I found a way to make it through.
Though my heart did split in half,
time was like the most painful stitches,
freeing me from your wrath.
Please
Once upon a time,
I wanted everything,
And once I took the stage,
I thought I had been blessed.
I had to learn,
The hard way, as I often must,
That luck is a double-edged sword,
Dipped in kerosene.
So when the first cut rips you apart,
It can set you aflame,
And burn away,
Everything you loved about yourself.
Maybe I have what I wanted,
But I'm as empty as the space in my house.
I remember times when I was spilling over,
And crying with happiness.
Now I just cry.
The first song I ever sang,
Father and Son by Cat Stevens,
Fills the room,
And for a half-second I'm happy,
Until I realize you're thousands of miles away,
And you think I don't need you,
To tell me that I'm doing okay.
I wish I could haunt you as you haunt me,
Like howling dogs too far away to hear,
Waiting for a man that will never come home,
Because luck and fame and beauty killed him.
Despite this, I still need you.
And if not need, then I want you.
I stand on my mountain of dreams,
Above nights walking wires and pulling teeth,
And the only thing I feel anymore is,
An incessant tugging at my seams,
That leaves me wide awake,
Where my dreams can't save me.
I'm tired.
I don't want to chase headlights anymore,
It's made me bleak and grey and unyielding.
But my heart still softens to your name,
So please, I need someone like you,
To give me something for this pain.
Pork Soda
It’s my fault
We need to talk
That look in your eyes
Why can you just tell me why
Or what I was ever worth to you
That you love me like I love you
Why do I come back
Every time, after every attack
On my heart, my soul, my conscience
It doesnt make sense
Every hour, and everything
I did, just to see
You walk away
Why can’t you just stay
With me, here
With me, just stay near
Enough to remind me
That I’m only an addict
for the sting of you
I’ll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me- Expose
I take a flight to Savannah,
And I watch you paint the town
With your friends
Laughing with no care in the world.
You have no clue that I am here
Sitting by the fountain
At Forsyth Park
Gently gliding my fingertips along the water
I don’t think that you
Think of me
You’re on your own now
And I’m alone and free
I hear you laugh as you used to laugh
With me
I watch you touch someone
I cringe.
A life without you can never be right
But for you, a life without me is perfect
The air this afternoon was thick with heat
Yet, you still managed to dress perfectly
I got to move on with my life
As you did so with no missteps
Maybe you fake loved me?
Maybe you lied?
I’ll never know, truly.
So, I’ll watch you from time to time
Go on with your life
While I try to heal
No matter,
As long as the stars shine down
From the Heavens
Long as the rivers run to the sea
I’ll never get over you
Getting over me
I have come to accept
My fate
I stand up and glance one more time
In your direction
As I push all my feelings away
And succumb to numbness towards you
You got what you wanted or
Needed from me
And I’ll forever be half empty
Walking this earth.
I put on my aviators
As you briefly look my way
I turn my back towards you
Finally accepting my own exit.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZmGvo-2Jnaw
Amazing Grace
Amazing Grace please speak to me
Words to ease my troubled mind,
And draw me within reach of You,
To dwell within the peace I find.
You free me from the crowding dark;
The weight that shackles my weakened soul,
And reach out Your gentle hand;
A soothing touch to make me whole.
Now awash in Heavenly light,
I walk upright with quickened pace,
And pray for the wisdom and strength to live
For naught but my Amazing Grace.
Adam Field