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You let me hold your hand
but never your heart.
You let me in your mind
but never your soul.
I let you broke my heart
but never your own.
I write to free myself
from the demons inside me that entangle me in their monstrous webs
I write because the words listen
to all my problems big and small
I write to feel
the feelings i cannot put together in my own head
I write to dream*
of the person i hope to become
I write to forget
the memories of him that haunt me*
I write to remember
the memories of us that made me
I write for hope
*so that i may look forward to the next day
She’s dark as her soul,
Eyes that pours out everything
Lips that can speak lies.
I was your living nightmare you said
I get to stab you every now and then
I get to **** you more often.

Your eyes were glistening with tears
As I became your righteous fears

Long I stood,
Your heart in feud
Your soul infused.

Darkness plays,
Your voice inflames.

I was your living nightmare after all.
Your love was like holding a cup of coffee
Steamingly hot you poured it onto me.

You let go of the cup,
The cup breaks.

I was that little pieces of glass.
You are my sunshine,
You're my stars and moon above
You light up my life.
Red as you bleed to death,
Red as you grieve for help.
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