melanie-lola-di-stefano
It never occurs to people that life moves slower than we think. It's just that we move at a faster rate than time, we're constantly going, multitasking, tweeting, facebooking, texting, snapchatting, an endless parade of crap that we don't need. I, on the other hand, take each day as if tomorrow will suck, not that it will be my last but that I won't be happy. If you try your hardest to make yourself and others around you happy, even for a little bit of time, you've truly lived. Keep smiling ;)
Pain
is
the
cost
of
Love
but
like
Love
it
never
leaves
only
grows.
That's
how
you
know
you're
human.
You
feel
pain,
Love,
something
tangible.
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 7:46 PM UTC
Loss.
Morbid thoughts collide
Loneliness spreads like flame
Emptiness overwhelms me
Crash. Burn. Stillness.
What was once there
Evaporated Slowly
Acid climbs my throat
Seering scars along the way
But refuses to escape
Like chains around my neck
I'm forced into silence
Like shredded paper
I fall to pieces
Pain.
Screams along the inside
Walls of my mind
Like burning flesh
I lose myself
I unravel and crouch
Into a tiny stone ball
Held tightly by the fierce hands of regret.
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
The ravages and ruin
unwavering in their slumber
The ashes suspended in mid-air
frozen in time
The greenery has turned black
The fog settled in permanence
Vines spread like disease
Smoke escaped empty houses
The last lantern extinguished
New darkness covered the old sky
If it rained, it rained tears and blood
Trees tilted unnaturally
like hands hovering over the crumbled street
My shadow is all that remained
This horrid and forlorn city became my home
It walked along the ruins
and left no prints in the dust
The agony and stench
It dragged its feet
The sound like nails to a chalk board
I can call back my shadow anytime
but something stops it
A white flower grew out of the dust
It was beautiful but before i can love it...
snap
Shadow returns to the darkness
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 7:38 PM UTC
inside the glass
snow is falling
lights bounce out of it
a culmination of yesteryears
a trapped love
inescapable doubt
not knowing
never leaving
then the drop
the shatter
the rapture
the freedom
the sadness
the depression
the loss
envelopes me
i want to go back inside
but i am cast out
rejected
into reality
never going back
the sparkles scatter across the floor
i can't reclaim them
i can't put the glass back together
i can't hide inside this globe anymore
i must progress
i mustn't step on the glass
i mustn't bleed
not anymore
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC