Soul Demolisher

The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.

Was his constant ability to irk me,

Or maybe how I felt he always wanted to fuck me.

Not in the way one would like, in a way that would detroy my life.

The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.

Was the pain he caused with his silence, feigning it was plain old ignorance.

Or maybe how I felt when he wasnt by me, how everything but me was carefree.

The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.

Was that he expected me,to be more for him than for me.

Or maybe that I could no longer be as free.

The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.

Is that my love was not enough for him, no matter what I did I could never win.

Or maybe it was the emptyness I felt every

time he left, my heart felt no greater death.

The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.

Is that Im still waiting for him to show,

Or maybe that I know it’s all a false hope.

The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.

Was the longer I waited the more lost I felt, or maybe it was how I questioned the cards that I was dealt.

The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.

Is that he is no longer next to me, so maybe…there is no point of being free.

-M.A.Fernández

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Dark Soother

Day 5

For today I decided to outsource instead of using NaPoWriMo’s prompt.

Challenge: Write a poem using all of the following words: smooth, soothe, work, dark.

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She was a smooth work of art.

Her mind seemed to soothe my soul

and I just wanted more.

I was addicted to her dark patterns,

never concerned about the things that could happen after.

Her perfection was the best ecstasy you could possibly hope for.

Always being left with the desire to explore.

She was broken and twisted in the most flawless way.

Which made want to always stay.

She may not have been your typical kind of perfect,

but that’s exactly what made it al correct.

 

-M.A. Fernández

Copyright © 2018 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

 

 

Our Dark Night

So we began our love at the edge of dawn. It was easy to make, so simple drawn. And our love grew in the depths of the night, where even the dark seemed right. But were thief’s come down to fight. In the process, my heart was stolen cause you were distracted by what was swollen. Then you fought with me for what you allowed, your mind and heart both so proud. You should have protected what you had found. Now you think is ok to go around, blaming everyone, acting so loud. The severeness of the situation was made worse, you put my life under a curse. Yet you don’t understand why I’m hurt. Why I cry at night while you live your life. You filled your words with sharp knives. Now are perfect dawn has gone to a deep slumber, and our love is slowly going under.

 

-M.A. Fernández

© 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved