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I want to kiss you all day.
I want to start at dawn.
I want our mouths to dry out by breakfast.
I want our jaws to start cramping by noon.
I want us to question our decision to kiss all day by hour five.
I want to have *** really quickly then seriously stop all this kissing ******* because you need your personal space, apparently.
Wake at sunrise happy
to only want to die by sundown.

One moment enjoying life then wishing the next
to exchange it for death.

Seething with anger then shaking with anxiety
and a burst of depression,
All in one ******* day?

Strong to helpless
in the blink of an eye?

Internal debates on whether
to seek help

Or clamp a hand over
my own **** mouth.


*I need stability. I can't live like this.

You're just being dramatic. **** it up.
Wrote this early last winter

Things are better now.
I find no comfort in my bed
Where ther once was peace
Now lies dread.
Saying goodbye
To someone you love
Is like reading the final page
Of an amazing book.

As the last chapter ends
You begin to notice
Just how beautiful
And perfect
The plot always was.  

You appreciate the joy
And even the pain
As you read and thumb
Through every page.

Finally understanding
The moral of the story,
You realize you've reached
The end of this journey.

Although the last sentence  
Is the most difficult to read
Another great book awaits
Once you turn the final page.

Eventually you may stumble
Upon yet another great find.
Or maybe you'll return
To the book you left behind.

You may just discover
Once all is said and done
That this particular book  
Was your favorite story
All along.
For Ty & Des ❤️
Walking around with low self esteem.
Living life as though it's a dream
Not seeing others with her eyes.
Trying to figure them out and sort their lies
But every time she loses the game
Every accident turns out the same.
Over estimating the kindness of others is her flaw
No one can figure out why she never talks about what she saw
Falling down, she is troubled by stupidity
Locked inside her brain, such thick humidity
Causing a fog that blinds her from reality
Once again she is trapped in her path
Feeling these feelings that cause such a wrath
That she feels the need to end her life
Despite her promises of leaving her knife
These feelings grow stronger everyday.
Never shown through the words she has to say.
She was the kind of girl you want to wake up next to
With the marmalade lips you always longed to find.
Instead you would fill the silhouette of her body,
Engraved on the empty space she left behind
With the words to be continued
Left in ink and unsigned.
in sleep i speak
language forgotten,
to the one who'll never hear,
to man once important
to the man i held so dear.

in sleep i remember
my people,
and the land from where
i come,
all the things i left unsaid,
the things i
could have done.

But i forget all when awake
it dissapears behind my eye,
all except a word Manah,
a word wich means "life".
you can't hurt me,
no, you can't hurt me,
you can not hurt me,
say,why would you hurt me?
I knew it...you wouldn't hurt me,
you never thought of hurting me..
Do not hurt me.
No,no you can not hurt me.

You went away,
or your were part od dream?
I forgot your name,
i forgot your 7 kind of smiles.
i never counted those 58 steps
we took holding each others heart,
you can not hurt me.
there is nothing to hurt.
i never loved the way you were.
Or did you hurt me..?
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