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 Aug 2016 Ayeshah
denise
If only I could wish to forget you.

I remember it being not so long ago, when your awkward smile imprinted itself to my memory. I remember when you brushed your hair out of your face, when your eyes told me "well, aren't you something else."

I remember the stories you told me. You told me the story of a little boy who was afraid to grow up. We relived the stories you kept in that scared head of yours and gave them hope for a better ending.

I remember the times you fell on your knees, searching for acceptance. You were always yearning for empathy. You were tired of sympathy. I cleared away the broken glass. I gave you a magic mirror, to show you the goodness you couldn't see in yourself.

I remember the tears that you let me keep. I held you in my arms, in my heart; for yours was a heavy burden I couldn't let you bear alone. I saved you from that anchor you called a soul, even if it meant that I drowned too.

I still keep them to this day.

It wasn't so long ago.

You gave me your heart. I trusted you with mine.



How easily you just threw it away.
i wish i could throw you away too
I NEED TO FORGET HOW MY NAME SOUNDS WITH YOUR VOICE WRAPPED AROUND IT
I NEED TO LEARN HOW TO FALL ASLEEP OUTSIDE OF YOUR ARMS
 Aug 2016 Ayeshah
Alexandra J
I breathe in the light
and I’m already choking;

this is no place
for the girls
that have ripped their own chest open;

do not save me now
I am to dwell with the unspoken.
 Aug 2016 Ayeshah
PS
Untitled
 Aug 2016 Ayeshah
PS
I don't know why I always do this.
I am never just 'satisfied' with waiting, I guess.
Maybe, I do this kind of thing because I'm sad.
Maybe because I am lonely.
Maybe because I hurt so much and I want to feel so much more
But I always end up more hurt in the end than I was before.

I made myself a self-fulfilling prophecy
But I put my faith in the wrong person
And I lost you.
Now that I'm stuck waiting,
I feel the weirdest pain
I'm not content with anything at all.
Maybe because I hurt so much and I want to feel so much more
But I always end up more hurt in the end than I was before.

I don't know why I do this.
FEELINGS
 Aug 2016 Ayeshah
PS
Enigma
 Aug 2016 Ayeshah
PS
You are an enigma
And my kind of mind
Has no option but to work you out.
Some people are puzzles.
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