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If I May
The dawn, opening up the dark sky,
Orange streaks wavers, stars start to fade,
oh they start to fade,
To close my eyes, to rather be gay, if I may.
Oh, so cold the world, why so cold?
Wanting to find the warmth, to feel so molded in your arms, if I may.
Your fingertips ever so light brushing on my face, oh so light
The slight smile you carve on an etched surface of mine, full of scars and frowns.
Once again, you wrap me and let me indulge your every scent as if I may.
To hold my fragile heart in such attractive way,
Will you drop it so I’d break?
But dear, you call me, if I ever break, ever,
Let all the sins dwell on me.
On you, if I may, let me dwell on you.
Dear, you still call out me,
Why is your voice so enchanting? Oh so enchanting,
The reverbs of such voice, vibrating like its ever last.
Say, your lullabies, will I ever get tired of them?
I wanna know, how did you feel when you first saw me?
Happy? Empathy?
Perhaps, affection, that often made me think you are such a tender person.
Look, the brown chocolate dripping in your orbs, staring at me like no other,
Such flutters in my stomach, if I may, is this what they call, the feelings of Love?
Say, it’s exhilirating
The calmness, surrounds me like a never ending circle.
So, is it this mellowness that I Love, or
You?
It’s as if the words “I love you,” surrounds like a spiral,
Slowly, illustrating a figure of yours,
That gives me such giddiness,
This euphoric feeling, if I may savor.
My heart pumps, with so much vessels,
Excited, the feeling, if I may recall that.
Say, your figure fills in the lonesome space,
Right in this unholy heart of mine, if I may.
Aimlessly walking around the hallways,
Cooking my faves, early in the mornings,
The lingering kisses on my cheek,
The slow whispers of I love yous.
I wonder, again I wonder
Waiting at our doorstep,
To be in your arms,
Like my home, you are,
Never felt so apart, if I may.
These thoughts fill up my mind,
What did I do to deserve you,
Such an angel, yes, you are
To carry this devil in your arms?
Why does seeing your eyes,
Brings such new, strange feelings in me?
Like these are not created in a human being.
Perhaps, I wasn’t one after all.
Where do you get this, never-ending, time?
Do you sacrifice it all, for me?
You say you don’t mind, but, just maybe,
You pour so much love, I get all these insecurities.
How do you forget your pain and embrace me,
Do I erase them all?
Or are you forced to?
Is this living being being a burden to you?
I want to sweep away those tears,
In that dark room, you lock yourself at nights,
Like they are your comfort, to heal that broken heart of yours,
From a passing,
Wasn’t I enough for you?
Will I ever?
I have this urge,
To barge in,
To take your hands,
Let’s escape to a utopia,
Of our only own.
Love has its flaws,
But too much, would crack it, ending up in pieces.
That’s how it felt for you,
As if a part of you was snatched,
But wasn’t I your world, you said like a broken record,
Then why do I see those orbs, oh I love so much, fading like the stars in the daylight?
I too, want to secure with my arms,
Like you did,
Protecting you from the oh so cruel world,
Why do you even include yourself in them?
The poison that quenches your thirst,
Day and night.
It slowly starts to invade your mind, perhaps heart too.
That night, the unexcpected happened.
Maybe the stinging feeling from my skin would fade,
Perhaps, the purple bruises too.
They are temporary, but our love is forever,
Right?
Again and again, you stumble at the doorstep,
Our space, we used to hug all the time,
Now filled with so much sorrow,
My eyes that cant bear to see.
I hold myself,
Still, fighting the urge to wrap my arms,
That shivering figure on the floor,
Did ‘he’ bring you that much of pain?
I think you want to let it all out,
Not through words, of course.
But through actions.
Yet you showed it to me.
Maybe, if this reduces,
That pain of yours,
I’d gladly become a person, for you to lash out at,
even if my blood is dripping on the floor,
it’s all worth it?
Right?
You deserve my love like how I received it.
Physically, the pain, I felt it.
Maybe lesser than yours, emotionally?
If I may, let’s return back to how we were,
Like the angel filling the devil with its love
But what is this shadow haunting you in your dreams,
To nightmares you wake up every night.
My insomiatic nights, gives you such peaceful ones,
Those slow slumbers, still,
Brings such calmness in me.
I call out to the name oh I adore so much,
but to be met with a glare, eyes filled with,
hatred?
Shower me all your love, if I may have them.
but why do I wake up to no scent of them?
Did the universe finally prove, there is no forever?
Give me the warmth back again, come back please,
I plead,
I wanna look again at that oh so sweet smile that makes wonders to me,
Bring me that lost serendipity of a love I find so endearing.
I wished, only could I ever wish,
That wasn’t how it was suppose to end.
I was supposed to end.
The angel being taken away from the devil, like me.
But, if I may,
Can I call this angel, my oh so beautiful angel?
Mum, once and for all?

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I always think that this is one of my best works and I could tell a story and bring out the feelings of what the person is trying to say. I felt like many people would be able to connect to such writings and feel empathy. I wrote this in just 30 minutes but did not expect it to turn out really smooth. My first draft was a mess actually so I played some really good music to get into a feel, what it actually feels like to be abused. * sorry thats a bit dark *
But anyways, hope y'all enjoy this piece.