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 May 2020 atticus wilson
FreeMind
I like seeing you happy
I just wish you shared that happiness with me
May 29, 2020
#114
Why do we all have to live up to standards of society?
No ones the same,
We’re all different,
Hiding behind a mask to fit in,
Looking through a window to hope someone understands us
It’s been a while since over written
The words are there
Circulating my brain
Pushing it down
Making it hard to think
But still I choose to keep it in
Why?
I don’t know I guess I’m stubborn that way
 May 2020 atticus wilson
FreeMind
She would laugh during prayers and giggle at church
She wore skirts too short, let them slid up her thighs
She dyed her hair colors of rainbow when she got bored
and she did it all because it was her choice

I was warned to stay away from her
"she's a bad influence" and "the devil is near"
they were partially right

She was dangerous,
She was the devil,
And I loved to sin.
May 28, 2020
#113
 May 2020 atticus wilson
FreeMind
You told me I would never change
but I learned to put myself before You,
to love and protect myself from You.
May 27, 2020
#112
 May 2020 atticus wilson
Jen
Piece
 May 2020 atticus wilson
Jen
All is for the best she says
Heart upon the ground
Each day the sun sets
Once more
Tomorrow brings hope
Somewhere to be found
It's something to hold on
to
With each breath
She takes
The idea of a whisper
Lost for all the time
It takes
A notion of a smile
Found somewhere in belief
Buried and covered
Beneath the lies you told her
Some she believed
She slowly picks up a piece
To place it back together
Another missing
Each day the sun rises
Once more to welcome
Her home
With open arms
And a spirit that
Might one day
Be whole
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=saYhijEPCuk
 May 2020 atticus wilson
FreeMind
I'd like to say that I never loved you, but the truth is, I didn't know what love was.
We create our own concept of love
based on our thoughts of what it is and what it should be.
We learn from our parents, from the books we read, from the movies we watch, and decide for ourselves what we want to receive.
I thought that to keep you happy I had to endure the emotional and physical pain you caused me. And in return you would buy me flowers, teddy bears, chocolates.
That was love.

But that's not what it is anymore.
May 25, 2020
#111
 May 2020 atticus wilson
FreeMind
I look at you and I see myself.
a sad, lonely, naive
version of myself
May 24, 2020
#110
 May 2020 atticus wilson
unnamed
How can you expect me to think
Much less speak
After even a glance
From your tiredly beautiful eyes?
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