Are you happy yet?
I screamed to the voices in my head
Are you happy that i am breaking
Are you happy that i am losing hope
Hope
Hope
A four letter word
A four letter word that could change a nation
But not me
My hope was short and weak.
My hope was gone
So, Are you happy yet?
Are you happy that you are winning and that i am losing?
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
Life is like a game
we all want to have the same thing
love
but we can't end life until we find love
only then will we want to die.
With our loved ones
and with our family
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC
I told myself not to fall back into you're arms
that you were out to get me
even though you were the only person I had
I told myself that your words were lies
that you were just lying to me
I told myself not to get to comfortable
because it will all be gone soon
I told myself not to fall in love with you
because you are sick and insane
But I guess I loved it like the cigarettes I smoke
you were my drug
that kept me so high
for so long.
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
I heard the news,
I heard the sound of my heart breaking
I didn't vist him on his last few days.
I hated seeing him like that.
I had no more tears left.
I told myself it wasn't true.
I told myself this was a sick joke
That he was still here with me.
But no...
he was gone.
My sweet granddad
he left this world.
My dad ,my gran, my aunt, my uncle by his side.
Holding my gran's hand as he took his last breath...
He was gone.
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC
the world is changing
the bird’s chirps sound more
beautiful
the sunsets look more
wonderful
the sun rise seems more
elegant
with you around
the world seems better
with you around
the light is brighter with you around
the darkness doesn't scare me anymore
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
His hands were like snakes
slivering up my back
his voice was like ice
as cold as it could get
his breath was like a bottle of whiskey
a sickling smell to the air
his eyes pierced into me
like i was his belonging
like i was a library book
like i was his pencil
like i was his girlfriend
i was never his to keep
i was his little puppet
i was his secret,a secret that died with him
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 12:59 PM UTC
Beating down to my core
eating me alive
eating away my pride
your words are like daggers
killing me inside
you tell me i am weird
that i am just another loser in the machine called life
the machine called life
they mold me like clay
to make a good human out of me
but everyone knows
humans are monsters
monsters are humans
Those stories about monsters and demons
we are all combined
we are the monsters of the world
we are the demons of life
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
I guess this is where the freaks go
where the lights go down
and the show goes on
“ladies and gents”
said the man with the top hat
his face half in the shadows of the tent
he never showed his left side of his face.
he told the crowd to enjoy the show
and don’t go.
i never second thought his choice of words
only that i gave me the shivers
the spotlight hit the acts
everyone sitting in amazement
the end came slow
the horror in the air
no one spoke
no one moved
that is when i promised myself
i would never go to another freak show again
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
Screams, that’s all i could hear in the night
when everyone was fast asleep
tucked in tight
the screaming went on for hours, days and nights
no one complained
no one moaned
no one ever went to the
asylum down the road.
Mummy said that’s where the crazy people go,
the people who loses the sight of the world
Daddy said that’s where you go when you lose
your sanity.
That is where the monsters go.
That is where the monsters go.
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 12:51 PM UTC