Poetry

Words do not make sense like they used to,

They no longer rhyme as they flow from my fingers,

The meter is off and bland,

And sometimes a sentence lingers.

I think my poetry started breaking when my mind did,

How can writing be rational when the brain is not?

I write erratically and dangerously,

And I'm no longer sure when to stop.

*Evyn

Pain

Someone once asked me

Why my poetry wasn't what it used to be

And I said it was because my style had changed

But what I meant was

I have changed

And no longer know how to rhyme

And pain is no longer beautiful

It is just pain.

*Evyn

If You Fall In Love

Please don't worry, darling,

For if you fall in love,

I'll be right here waiting,

To show you you're enough.

Even if he leaves you,

And you cannot make a sound,

I will always be here,

I will always be around.

Maybe if I catch you,

Then you will finally see,

Someone will always love you,

And that someone is me.

*Evyn

Memories

I like to remember, I like to pretend,

I like to forget that we had to end.

I like to smile when I think about you,

I like to imagine you think of me too.

I like to wonder if you perhaps remember,

The time we spoke last, in early December.

If you could picture the look in my eyes,

When you told me I must say "goodbye".

I like to imagine you hurt as I did,

But my pain, like my heart, is forever hid.

I force my eyes from the letters you penned,

Before my gaze falls on the word "friend".

My brain is now full of fantasies fed,

And I flinch to remember,

It's all in my head.

*Evyn