The sun shined
His bright glory gleaming
Smile costs more than a dime
His glorious shine beaming
And there’s the moon
who silence the night
to declare the sun’s doom
and keeps the love out of sight
sun and moon,
Romeo and Juliet
a story made by fate
a love that ended soon
nobody knew the story behind
how the sun suffered and died
for the moon to live and breathe
and for everyday to repeat
They were worlds apart
But not even the universe
Can forbid their love to start
And their love to disperse
But on one fateful night
Power was given for them to meet
A moment without fright
Leaving the problems on their feet
The rest of the world watched in awe
how the moon gets kisses
by the sun that she misses
the day of eclipse winning the love they fought
-a.v.-
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 10:07 PM UTC
Life is full of mistakes
A world full of fakes
A world of dark reality
That can change your personality
As a kid you see color
A world without horror
Everything seems perfect and great
But what’s hidden under is hate
As we grow old
We became bold
A reality we used to ignore
Until we want it no more
Lights were dimmed
Demons were seen
Once were lost and gone
We can never be found
Wrist were cut
To form an art
Pain will be evident
When our body is full of dent
Now, I ask you this
What is life
a world that is fair?
or a trip to nowhere?
a.v.
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
At the start of this year
I ended my life
knowing that there's no worth.
I'm not worth it
Every night at 3 am
I told myself that no one would
notice I'm gone or
cry over me
My friends would be better without me
my parents would be glad that they no longer
have to put up with me
But that's where I'm wrong
This boy from class who
borrowed a pen from me
but didn't gave it back
kept the pen and valued it
this girl I hardly spoke to
cries herself to sleep
blaming herself that if
she talked to me she could've saved me
my mother tries
to sleep in my room
wanting to feel my warmth
while drowning in tears
my dad won't stop wasting
everything he worked for
because there's no point
I'm gone
my teacher who forced me
to speak in front of the class
kept my last essay
rereading it over and over again
but that's the thing
they only did it
when they know that
I'm long gone and dead
--a.v.--
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 4:29 AM UTC
wrists were cut
to form an art
these eyes are crying
to tell a story
--a.v.--
Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 7:24 AM UTC
he will make you think he loved you
he will whisper all the sweet things you want to hear
he will make you feel whole
he will protect you from your fears
but then it's just a facade
an act to bring you down with your barricade
don't get used to his warmth
because he will leave and disappear from your sight
you will no longer hear his sweet whispers
you will no longer feel the emotions he brings
he promised forever
but forever doesn't exist does it?
-- a.v. --
Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 7:15 AM UTC
Happy thoughts.
That's what you gave
Through those 3 am convos
That reaches from night to day
you told me stories,
Stories about your life
While looking up at the sky which is starry
And you happened to make me smile
I don't know how
But you managed to make me fall
I was in love deep down
I almost forgot that nothing lasts at all
You told me sweet things
That made me think
Is this just a game
With no one to blame?
Days, weeks, months passed
We lost contact
You don't know how big the impact
Because I want us to last
a.v.
Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
people asked
"why are you so sad?"
I'm not sad nor happy
I'm just not a fan of reality
They would always say
"why not go to therapy"
to talk to people about my dark thoughts?
or how I hate the reality?
they thought that I was just sad
I'm not just sad. I'm dead
people are blinded by happiness
they have no idea what will happen next
a.v.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
There he is, standing
Wearing his trademark flannel
Admiring me like an angel
Us, is what he is dreaming
Paying no attention to him
Being occupied by a certain boy
I don’t know what I’ve just seen
Is it a tear on his face, oh no
He admired me a lot
Love him, tell me not
I told him he’ll end up in pain
But he said I’m keeping him sane
Days passed I notice his lost
I didn’t saw him for a week
my friends told me he's sick
maybe because I cut his heart across
If only I control my feelings
I’ll stop the hurt that he's dealing
Maybe we can be together
And mend the heart of one another
Maybe in the end
We will see
If you are just a friend
Or if you really are for me
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 9:09 AM UTC
I want to tell you things
Things that might sting
I want to let go and fall
But you're holding me and all
You kept me sane and harmless
But I can't prevent to be careless
I love you, always
As a friend of course
I'm sorry for ending it
Our friendship that lit
I'm sorry for being a failure
But you'll always be my treasure
Maybe one day
We'll see each other
Staring at one another
And we'll have nothing to say
Things aren't meant to be permanent
And everything will have a dent
I'm a **** up to leave
I'm sorry please believe
lexy.
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 12:11 PM UTC
He was my story
the main character of my tragic story
the character who kept me going
and was a part until the ending
but me... I was just a part of his
just a chapter of his story that ends
a part who isn't there until the end
because I'm just an extra on this fairy tale of his
a.v.
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 7:37 AM UTC