Pedals fall off a once
beloved rose.
Now it withers away
and is slowly fading away.
Its pedals crush
and shatter into a million
pieces as if they were glass.
Just a simple breath of air
makes them shatter to the ground.
Its leaves slowly float to the soil
soon after the pedals are gone.
The plants around it
outshine the once beloved rose.
Its colors once magnificent
are now gone completely.
Its beauty is gone forever,
never to regain the love
it once had from people.
The once beloved rose,
is forever gone.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
I breathe in and I feel a stinging pain in my chest, like a million needles piercing my heart. I breathe out and the stinging pain remains in my chest and it refuses to go away. I take another breathe in and the stinging gets stronger and I wince. I breathe out once again and I collapse to my knees with an unbearable pain in my chest. I grasp my chest and cry at the stinging that refuses to go away. I breathe in once again and the pain starts to dissolve slowly, then I breathe out and the pain is completely gone. I stand up feeling stronger than I've ever felt and I let go of my chest knowing that the sting you made me feel will never return. The pain you have caused me has dissolved into nothing more than a memory. I know in time that memory will no longer be there, and I will see you as nothing more than what you turned into. I will see you as nothing more than a monster and karma will come around to you and put you through what you did to me. You are gone from my mind completely and it will remain that way forever. I refuse to let you hurt me once again. You were my angel sent from heaven and now what you have become is satan's monster and you will ruin my life no longer. The sting is forever gone and so are you.
Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 2:30 PM UTC
My life withers away as my hopes are crushed into nothing more than a pile of ash.
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
There are people in the world who can ruin your life without even being in it.
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 9:38 AM UTC
If the shoe doesnt fit, chunk it because it isnt worth it.
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 9:34 AM UTC
being who you are is more important than who you are trying to be
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 9:29 AM UTC
Love is mearly just a dream that very few can make reality, and if they can make it a reality, its a dangerous game that most people dont survive
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 9:28 AM UTC
all books and stories have something in common..... they all have words, and without words, its just an empty and blank object that nobody cares about... until someone comes along and writes something it...
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 9:25 AM UTC
a heart is a delicate thing that can never be replaced, but it can be mended or healed by the simplest person or thing.
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 9:22 AM UTC
music is not just a sound, music is a way of life for all those who can hear and feel it.
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 9:20 AM UTC