Premiere Poet Society

“Dear, Summer…” x “Tell Him, Tell Me”

• “Dear, Summer…” by PremierePoet

  “She made me tap into the other half of me,

  That other half of me tapped into different parts of me,

  & those parts of me introduced me to the many entities of me.

   

  I became everything I was afraid of,

  I was,

  what have never wanted to become.

  A bright soul, now afraid of the light;

  A dark knight, sinner amongst  angels, afraid of the day.

   

  Afraid of the day only because of the dreaming, wishing I truly did have the things I was seeing;

  So I aided my sleep, to escape the nightmares searching for peace beyond the realms of my well being.

  The control of individual thought was lost at moments,

  The desperation for companionship left me hanging from the noose of social acceptance.

   

  She made me place my goals on hold,

  Put a price tag on my soul for Satan to bid at an auction for my mind, as my thoughts lost value, just as my morale decreased and began to spiral towards hell, scorching inferno where my beliefs meant nothing…

   

  She made me think without thinking,the true essence of the tipping point, so my hands are now tainted with the sins of others, my wrists are bruised with the remnants of the laws metal.

   

  She made me bridge myself from place where true love and the heart….home.

   

  She made me realize never to have expectations too high, especially when its her turn…

   

  Dear Summer,

  Dont EVER! fuck with me again!

  sincerly,

   me.”

• “Tell Him, Tell me” by PremierePoet

  “Its ok shed a tear or two

  But only when I am alone lost in the memories of me and you,

  And what could have been…

  regretting the past praying that God could time travel

  Back to when I 1^st laid on eyes on you…

   

  It was a beautiful day in the life of the once luckiest man alive.

  I, Loved.

   

  You, Loved.

   

  Us.

   

  But now that time has reached its point

  when tomorrow is never a guarantee and waking

  to see your smile is a selfish desire that I share with no one,

  I can only just sit and shed a tear or two

  When I am alone lost in the memories of you.

   

  I remember when you had a night with your friend and she told you just to confess….

   

  Just to come out say what you had felt for so long,

  I remember when you told me

  You would suffer and endure what comes, becayse I was there for you and I was all that you had,

  If you lacked my love  you were nothing, and willing to give up everything you posses; you asked that I forgive and accept you for imperfections and sin.

   

   

  You made sure I knew that you loved me, and needed me, you wouldn’t brag or boast, get jealous, but you played your role, kept our love on the low, established love wasn’t loud. But if our love were to be music, it would be slow tempo of our heart beats mixed in with the soft angelic chime of your voice saying….i love you.

   

  I remember when you told me,

  When I was down you whispered in my ear that everything will be alright…and that is what touched me the most….

   

  So yea…its ok to shed a tear or two, especially when I am alone with nothing but the memories of you…but thank you. You told me you loved me.”

…THANKS PREMO!

~ by infamouslycaptur3d on September 25, 2008.