msquared's picture

By and by and
Low and low
The memories fade
Like a shirt
Gone through one too many
Wash cycles in my eyes
And your words
They settle
To acoustic dust
Only disturbed from
Melodic slumber
By the explosions of my
Spelling out your name
In desperate, cursive letters
Your name is a specter
Haunting my frightened
Neurons blasting
Leaping, electric thorns shed
From your persistent rose
Flowering amidst the
Ashes of your vacancy
Its nagging petals
Terribly scarlet in the
Of dreaded downfall
And all I see is red
Rising, falling
Laughing, crying


ForeverEndedToday's picture

wow this is like amazing. Th

wow this is like amazing. This si the best poem ive read in a long time. keep it up!

"If young love is just a game then I must've missed the kick off."

Rave's picture

Fantastic. (& props for menti

Fantastic. (& props for mentioning neurons, which I adore. o_0)

Sway's picture

This is great. Say, have I

This is great.

Say, have I told you that I really like you, msquared?

-Have you accepted Jesus Christ as your personal savior?
-Uh, you know I meant to, and then I just got really busy.

the ghost's picture


This good I like it a lot.write more!

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent-Eleanor Roosevelt

Tjedza's picture

awesome! out of my mind.


out of my mind... back in 5 minutes.
i'm not afraid of death, i just dont wanna be there when it happens.