poems about a girl

Pretty much says it in the username. Although sometimes it’s not poems. And sometimes it’s not about a girl.

[poemsaboutagirl]

I miss your voice, so soft and lilting,

Your face, so kind and gorgeous

Your body, so connected to mine

But mostly I miss how you made me feel

So in love and hopeful

[poemsaboutagirl]

BLEED

i play things loud

until my ears bleed

hoping it will drown out

the voices

[poemsaboutagirl]

SHES GONE

she told me she loved me

she was ready to try

her voice slightly slurring

to get rid of that guy

she told me she loved me

that she still thought of me

i smiled so wide

it is meant to be

she told me she loved me

and hung up the phone

thought she’d be back

how could I have known

[poemsaboutagirl]

Die

want to die

can’t tell them why

what if they cry

selfless to the I

drink more she said

drink more to bed

liver done

she’s won

[poemsaboutagirl]

Longer

a day longer

goes by so quick

a day longer

makes me feel so sick

[poemsaboutagirl]

Rocks

rocks against her window

feeling alone

she peeks out and then goes

feeling alone

staring a second longer

feeling alone

hurt making his bones hurt

feeling alone

[poemsaboutagirl]

What the Fuck

what the fuck is happiness

I don’t fucking know

a person around you?

and girls galore?

what the fuck does that mean

when I’m away from it all

only my thoughts in my head

thoughts starting to call

a much darker demon

than I like to acknowledge

he’s so fucking real

and killing my courage

[poemsaboutagirl]

Broken in Two

a heart together

once broken in two

collapsed forever

pain shooting through

[poemsaboutagirl]

RAIN

after the rain the flowers bloom

after the rain your heart blooms too

[poemsaboutagirl]

i feel so alone

nobody calls me at my

home

i wish she knew she’s on mind

not just now but all the time

i know she doesn’t feel alone

too many people call her

phone

i was just another

guy

no longer top of her

line

and it’s killing me inside

that she can find another

man

that she’s not broken up

and sad

she’s not wishing for my hand

she’s not missing my hand

but I feel so alone

nobody calls me at my

home

i wish she knew she’s on mind

not just now but all the time

so I crawl back into bed

all these thoughts crash through my

head

about us so long ago

broken down

i’m moving slow

i’m moving sooooo slooooooow

[poemsaboutagirl]

DAM

the pain inside

begs to be released

like the water from a fire hydrant

one screw away from tightness

how do I deal

with a current so strong?

swelling the dams

i meticulously installed

but like the ocean

battling the overhanging cliffs for a thousand years

the cement blocks I put in place

wither

and are slowly washed away

[poemsaboutagirl]

COMMITMENT

a thought mostly malignant

burrows through

shows her my true

commitment

[poemsaboutagirl]

DEATH

i feel dead inside

wrong people free

others die

entirely

hopelessness abound

no wonders ever found

the hurt of yesteryear

awakening forgotten fear

tried and true

says me to you

there is no justice

only the touches

of the hooded man

[poemsaboutagirl]

TRACES

her lips

left traces

upon my chest

shit

i guess that’s it

it’s been a while

since her touch

the traces fading

no longer much

a drink goes down

one two three four

erasing the thoughts

as I reach the floor

she’s happy

i scream

internally bleeding

you’re not

the reply

as my soul is leaving

two more

down the gullet

the shadows lengthening

a knock at the door

my eyes

a blazing

is it her

my brains rushes

as I spring to my feet

NO

it’s the floor

my head

was beating

the door remains shut

[poemsaboutagirl]

VIBE

all this heartbreak

breaks me down

leaving a mess

easily found

so let’s not talk

or smoke

or vibe

let’s just be

two beings

alive

[poemsaboutagirl]

RUNNING

the pain in my head

is to real

forcing forward

a true spiel

forcing a drink

a smoke

more...

kneel

kneel to these vices

morticians prices

are too steep

these vices are to steep

alive or dead

both fill me with dread

I can’t stop thinking

it’d be easy to be lead

lead of a bullet

entering my head

as I fled

the truth of these desires

no more running

[poemsaboutagirl]

MEMORIES

that first sip

familiar and sweet

bringing back memories

of that trip

another glass

two maybe more

and the memories fade

as I sink to the floor