Submissions by kiernanmrourke

She was so kind once.
But the vultures pick wisely
The type you’d find once
‘mong the humble and lowly

Her moods won’t look up
Don’t sync up anymore
With neurons booked up,
Can’t think up anymore

Picked clean by the trusted
Her soul’s frozen, rusted
No oil can recover
What the world’s burned and busted

He stood there and watched
As her heart freezer-burned
Restored all the pieces
Of past lessons learned

Once bitten by love,
Twice cut to the core
Thrice burned by her past ...

If there was a way that you’d love me again
To bring both the sun and the moon close to kiss
If there was a way you could pardon my sin
To quell fire and ice in a heart such as this

If I could leave sleeping the pain that has woken
The deserts and oceans would share the milieu;
If there was a way to unbreak the broken
And take all our pieces to glue back anew

Our story’s left wanting, forever it’ll yearn
Cut short to the quick- a premature end
This poem isn’t done, but that bridge is burned
Because there’s no way that you’d...