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Atlas Sep 2017
Rainy days.
the thing I want now a days.
I don't need anything else,
no one else...
I just wanna stay inside be with the only person I know,
just me and my thoughts.
At this point a rainy day is all anyone needs.
Wash away that fresh dirt off everyone,
That fresh layer of sin.
Washing away those chaotic and destructive thoughts.
Maybe then I'll feel better.
But for now I'll sit in this dark room listening for the sound.
The sound of a fresh start for everyone,
Then as a reward we get a rainbow to remember everything we once did.
Before the wonderful rainy days.
Atlas Sep 2017
When did it begin?
Was she always slipping?
I'm losing her and i can tell.
Was i supposed to chase after her?
I'm so confused,
I'm so scared of losing her.
Something i never pondered until now.
"Scared" a term i wish i never had too use with her.
But now I've lost her and i hurts like a *****...
But i guess i was getting lost trying to find her.
Atlas Sep 2017
I am so tired.
Nothing is right anymore,
The day seems to be moving so slowly.
The night seems to never come.
Will i ever get rest?
who knows?
But I'm scared...
where is everyone?
I think about her more than ever now a day's.
she hasn't left my mind since i woke up.
when was that?
I can't even remember...
What is this curse.
I know it's her,
I know this is her spell to keep me alone,afraid,and so tired.
I'm so tired...
I just wish i never met this curse-ed woman.
please someone get me out of this fascination of a world she keeps me in.
Because thanks to her,
I'm so Alone...
Atlas Sep 2017
the morning sun always reminded me of you.
reminds me of your gorgeous smile when the light started filling up my room,
your beautiful green eyes that makes me think about the forests we used to meet in when we wanted to see each other without the world knowing.
that's what it used too mean...
now it just reminds me of how lost i am,
how quickly this world took you out of my arms.
i still remember holding you in my arms when i woke up.
now i'm struggling to hold onto my sanity.
i know you would hate to see me sad,
almost as much as i hate to see a morning sun without you...
Atlas Sep 2017
Her black curls flowing in the breeze as we sit.
For reasons unbeknownst to me i couldn't stop staring,
Her eyes so wild so green.
She was just perfect in a non-perfect world.
She wasn't a rose in a daisy patch.
She was a lone violet in a sea of green,
Yet that's all i wanted,
all i needed.
Her complexion so clear,
Her skin a beautiful pale skin.
But mostly i just need her messy gorgeous black curls.
Atlas Sep 2017
There was always an unspoken limit of how much i could take from you.
You were the person i wanted to be with the most.
you knew that and you used that against me.
i was a lap dog to you, i was only there when you needed me.
whenever you were sad,mad, or just wanted someone to talk to when everyone else was busy.
I was so hopelessfully fallen for you and everyone else could see it, i was your marionette.
A question i have and you'll always avoid is "what am i too you?"
Am i a person you might have feelings for?
Am i a person you just want too use for the attention?
Do you seriously not know how i feel?
...I'm not being me anymore, because since i fell for you i've just been
THE PUPPET.
this the first poem on here.

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