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 May 2015 Acidic Moon
yasmine
im falling to pieces
and you're filling the cracks
sadness is slipping in
and depression is coming back
 Dec 2014 Acidic Moon
Mr X
You are not alone.

Even if it seems that the world
Is nothing but a living hell,
There'll always be someone to
Walk down the same path as you.

You are not alone.

Even if it seems that love was
Never meant to be trusted
Or friends were never meant to
Remain true to this bond forever.

You are not alone.

Even if your tears flow like rivers
And no one comes to wipe a drop.
Coz' on the other side of the river
We wait. You just need to swim across.

It'll be your own battle for a while.
Swimming across will not be easy.
But it's your share of battle
And you've got to fight.

And then...


You'll never be alone.
I asked my friend once
Why he cuts himself
His reply was completely sensible to me
Though others might say it was senseless
But so heart wrenching was the reply
So real that it made me cry

He said
I cut myself to make sure I'm alive
Because pain is the only emotion
That throughout my life
Has been able to thrive
But every time I cut, I think
If I can feel pain,
Maybe another emotion has survived

You see
There's this thread that is tied around my heart.
But it's not just tied around my heart
It's tied from my brain to my heart
To my soul to everything around me
To everything within me to all that surrounds me.

There are many things attached to this string
The closer they are to the end
Wrapped around my heart
The bigger the knot they form
And the bigger the knot is
The easier I can feel them

There is one emotion
I feel every single time my heart beats
That emotion is pain
Through past, present, future
Throughout my entire life
That emotion has never ceased

Pain is so close to my heart
On the thread of emotion
That maybe if I feel the pain
I'll be able to feel the emotion
That is one step further than pain
And then the emotion beyond that

I cut myself because if I can feel pain
I might be able to feel hope next
And I might feel happiness after that
And maybe, just maybe
Someday, because of the pain,
I'll be able to feel love

I asked my friend once
Why he cuts himself
His reply was simple
He said
Because sometimes,
Cutting is all that keeps us alive
1/11/2013
 Dec 2014 Acidic Moon
yasmine
i am trying to be okay
with the way my hair falls
into place all over
and how my voice gets
really small when i talk to
new people
i am trying to be okay
with how i cannot please
everyone to their liking
and how i stumble over my
words in public
and how my hands shake when
i don't know what to do

i am trying to be okay with myself
and who i am
but i am learning
and this is a journey
i am learning to love myself
because i am the only one who
will be there when i lay in bed
to rest
and how can i rest peacefully
when i have the voices in my
mind criticizing me for every
flaw i have made
so this is going to stop
because im on a journey to
love myself
Someday you'll be a story

A memory that survives
By a face in a picture
Or lines in a poem

But for now we live
In what may soon pass
Let's try and make this last
 Sep 2014 Acidic Moon
Q
I wake as your  friend                                     You wake as my lover
I speak as your lover                                       You speak as my friend
I act as your possession                                   You are my possesion
I rebel as your cover                                        A means to an end
I hurt for your compassion                             You live for my acceptance
I injure for your respect                                  Though it's never been withheld
I confide for your emotion                              You crave my direction
I give and you collect                                      Never will you rebel

This is madness                                               This is Sparta
This is insanity                                                This is the price of exellence
I can't be everything for you                          I am your everything
You can't be everything for me                     I am magnificence
You treat everyone the same                         I am fair and righteous
As a friend, yet as a lover                              And yet you seek more
And it's a cruel, cruel game                          Dare you grow capricious
From your twisted love, no one recovers     You'll become one I abhor

I am done                                                       You are confused
(I am never done)                                          And I will not calm you
I am sick                                                        As I am amused
(But I'm not tired)                                         As I drop little clues  
I will run                                                        You'l­l never leave me
(I won't run)                                                  But I'll abandon you
Because I love you                                        You'll always need me
(A better word is 'desire')                             And I'll never need you

Let me go!                                                    My grip is vice-like
(But you're not holding me)                       I'm not ready to let you go
Bring me back!                                            If I lose you, 'my dear'
(But I never left)                                          I must find yet another 'beau'
Love me only!                                             And I've not the time to put effort
(But you love equally)                               In little minions like you
Push me away!                                          I've not a care to give for
(Or bridge this rift)                                    You insects I never knew

Please, disappear                                       I am your torture
One day you'll understand                      But I am your salvation
That the twisted way you love                 I am your executioner
Could coax death from any human        And I am your redemption
Please, disappear!                                     You'll wish me dead forever
Though I'll weep when you're gone        You'll wish me dead I know
I know sanity will return                          And you'll wish yourself deader
And I'll eventually move on.                    *When away I finally go.
Innocent lives
Told there's no hope
Hope for life, for happiness
Innocent lives
Nobodies there
Kind words all but forgotten
Innocent lives
Lives not worth living
Lives to be given up on?
Giving up...the easy option for those
Innocent Lives
Vertical drop onto concrete pavement
Eager watchers there only for self gain
Until there's the need for help by your side they'll stay
Pacing, plotting waiting for the day...
The day you'll give up
One life
One chance.

I think I'd give up too...
Just a poem I was forced to write in English (And yep I'm aware of the awfulness of it) but I guess seeing as I haven't put anything up in aggggeeeessss I might as well put it up.
 Sep 2014 Acidic Moon
Liz Hill
I kissed him today.
And a tiny part of me wished that it
would have been you.

Then I remembered that
your fingertips never wrote
novels down my spine
and your voice didn't
sing melodies into my chest.

You never understod
the stories written on my wall
and on my skin.

In that moment,
I realized that we were
a fairytale;
always trying to be something we never were.

But this with him...is real.
And sometimes, it seems,
the better stories are the ones
we write for ourselves.
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