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Nothing is real
         Nothing is promised
                                   Nothing is true
                                                 But I'm being honest
                                                          ­           Take a step forward
                                                         ­                               Take a step closer
                                                          ­           Take a step with me
                                                 We'll fall a little over
                                   Do not trust me
             I won't trust you
Letting you down
             Is what I can do
                               The more you fall                
                                             The deeper you'll dive
                                                            ­          The more you hurt
                                                            ­                     The slower you'll die
                                                             ­         Maybe you'll end up
                                                Where I already am
                           Walk down the steps                                                       
    ­       If you think you can
A warning's been given
                 No time to dwell
                               Please, welcome to
                                                   The stairs of hell.
Well, here you go. Another piece of my mind. Also, just saying, this is nothing. My brain is much more terrifying than this.
You*
    May
       Say
          It
   And Feel
       It

**But I Don't
Fourth in my series of 'lies', click on #mylittlelies and #mytruths to read the rest.
Thanks.
Like the deep blue waters.
You flooded my heart and mind.
And like sand stuck to me.
You never leave.
Either way,
You surround me.
Could be about a person or something more. Something worse.
Take it how you want it.
16 miles and change,
26,000 steps
end with the ten
to the absinthe bottle
and back to bed,
dizzy with heartbreak.

I spent years
trying to change,
but I am more myself
than ever before.
The truth slips
over my neck.
My eye is dark.
Absinthe vanishes
from the glass
smooth as vapor.

She invited
my deepest hurts
so I gave them
in cries that
sunk into her
shoulder blade,
more than I've
given to anyone.

Time is a broken floe,
drifting and cold.
I am more myself
than ever before.
I wish I wasn't,
Oh god I wish
I wasn't.
Boulder be the sights,revealing
How could thou conceal it with thy veil of words,sealing?
I was reminded of you in every moment
every moment was exchanged for a few
a few moments with you on my mind
eventually I will be able to escape you
no part of me wants to leave you behind
but it is time for me to arrive.
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