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Autumn Lewis Apr 2018
Like the snowball first thrown in the bitter chilled winter days
Is the same as my grandma opening her eyes for the first time and in her mother's arms she lays.
Later as the years pass and love blossoms in her heart
My grandmother's life with her own family is about to start
Now she is like the first snowman built standing ready to guard her home
To stay there to protect and never to roam
But as time sweeps by so does her appearance she begins to melt
The meteorologist say it won't snow anytime soon and day by day she will alter  
They try to give her more pills to delay her death but they try to conceal it with their palter
Soon my snowman will just be another puddle licked up the earth
But I will always remember my snowman's worth
I love my grandma I just wish she didn't have to melt
Autumn Lewis Apr 2018
She wears a cloak to hide
Only she evades the blind
I and others see her weaseling about
She feeds them false truths with her clout  
They can't see past the facade and the apparition
They can't fathom her true mission

She slithers her words through one ear and bites with a vipers teeth in another
All she wants is to cause a pother
In the end the blind will always fall for her until they take off their blinds
They don't have the courage to break free and use their minds
So they will stay bond
To them she will always remain abscond
This is happening
Autumn Lewis Apr 2018
I feel every time I get judged and ridiculed I break a little more
How much can I endure?... Until I am broke
Even though before I have been the one to provoke
Sometimes I know that I am broken but he makes me repaired
I just feel as though I will lose him and I'll go back to being alone and scared
Please forgive I chant at him I'm so afraid I'll push him away and he'll escape from me in a whim.
So far he has decided to stay
But how much longer can I keep my feelings of being broken at bay?
I feel this
Autumn Lewis Apr 2018
I looked down at feet and thought where will they take me?
Will this be the last sunset I see or the last tree I will climb? Will anyone hear my plea?
I don't really want this fate
I just have do something with this hate someone to tell me wait...
I need you to stay
I don't see any color all around me is grey
Do see me or my pain?
Life gets hard to take when you have nothing to gain
I close my eyes and the people around me evaporate as if they were all along shadows in the dark pit of my heart
How do I know if this is the end if I don't even remember the start?
I'm not sad or suicidal I have felt it before I just made this because I know most of us can relate.
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