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Even when my wonderful
universe seems like
a cosmic mess,

Even when
all these souls
leave us in the
form of death,

Even though I'm
underfed, underslept
and can't catch my breath,

I emit love
**and so who cares about all the rest?
change yourself.
change yo
life.
I am a work...
     In progress...
          Not complete...
               But yet...
                    Not lacking...
I am a work...
     Of art...
          My beauty lies...
               Within my flaws...
                     For all to see...
I am a work...
     My triumphs and...
          My tragedies together...
               Equal partners...
                    In what I am...
I am a work...
     My past...
          My present...
               My future...
                    Together making me...
I am a work...
     My question is...
          How...
               Will you...
                    Shape me?
Will the clay ask the potter what will you make of me? (paraphrased)
 Nov 2014 Anna Sandberg
Mel
It's not like I like going out so much because I hate my family or because I'm headed down a bad path of drugs and party life, it's just that I like to forget how empty I feel and spend my life with people I enjoy and have a good time until it's too late.
Can't stop, won't stop.
I need to meet new people.
I need to meet people that are as down for me I am for them.
Let's do stupid things together like 'Dine and Dash' or lie to our parents, tell them we're sleeping over at each other's houses, and go on a road trip for the weekend.
Let's hop fences and do hoodlum things in the night and make up elaborate lies saying how, "No, it wasn't us who wrote 'Eat ****' in paint on your car."
And for God's sake, let's be there for each other, and genuinely concerned as if it was our own problem, and know there's something wrong before the other can even utter a whimper.
I want someone who I'm not afraid to call my best friend without the fear that they don't feel the same way.
I want someone who knows what I want,
I want someone who knows I write, who knows what my goals are,
What my favorite movie is and knows that this is a trick question because I don't have just one.
I want someone who knows I feel like this.
I want someone who can figure me out.
i hate to say that the reason i don't use the word "best friend" is because i have cliche walls up, it comes natural and taste like tar in my mouth.
Check your perspective and be a
Prospect of the product
Produce a lot of life
And place the puzzle out of havoc
Luck was my lady
Dependence was her cue
If my serpent had ascended
She’d show her red white and blue
When you go and test the sharks
You will get your question marks
Cut off at the very hook
And make
Them
Yell
The room was clean from the middle of the street
The lady we spoke to seemed fairly sweet
According to myth the set was nearly complete
I don’t know why we had to go

I could smell the way you looked through me
We could dip or we could flea
There was a cap on how high we could succeed
They played a game inside my head

You removed your smile and I removed my shirt
The lake that I washed in was mostly dirt
But you still couldn’t tell I heard
All the secrets you told to the fish

Everyone sang but nobody was in tune
I sang to but I started too soon
You were upset that the quarter came to ruin
I was unsure for I didn’t pay an ear
Once this girl, she had me
But then I called her bluff
I found she was double dealing
And lord declared enough
The balance did catch up now
Her man perused a thrill
She came to me for comfort
And you know she’s searching still

-Oh my lord
She’ll never find no comfort here
This little girl will have to linger
My pity train will steer clear

She cried to me in the morning
She begged me all through the day
She was on her knees by nightfall
Lord I’d have it no other way

-Aw yes
She’ll never find no comfort here
This little girl will have to linger
My pity train will steer clear

So then I sat her near me
I took her by the waist
I told her so very sweetly
That this was all a piece of fate

-Oh my lord
She’ll never find no comfort here
This little girl will have to linger
My pity train will steer clear
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