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floW Nov 2019
because no one else can see,
the pencil knows,
and
the paper will listen.
sometimes, there is no where else to go. that is why i ended up here, but there is no place i'd rather be.
floW Nov 2019
your pain may not heal,
too drained to feel,

but life drags on.

your heart may ache,
in part for someone you just can't shake,

but life drags on.

but don't yet give up
for what a gift it is to live, buttercup.
floW Nov 2019
D reams are more existent than reality
E ach of us experiences more pain than happiness
A ll trauma is equal
T raumatic experiences are more important than joyous ones
H ealing is inevitable, and yet impossible.
floW Nov 2019
we all have a path
me & you, our path
paved with each step we took,
hand in hand

i thought we were civil,
but you took your fist and created a rift
in our ocean
ripple after ripple

stolen emotion from my heart
crippled in your freezing hand.

i thought you were electric,
majestic,
authentic,

turns out you're just
path-etic.
floW Nov 2019
you
i gave it all for you,
all the time, all the energy, all the love
every ******' dime, every **** worry,
above all else.

nothin' but a waste,
you never wanted any space,
so I held on tight,
avoided every fight,

held a light to brighten every room you entered
watched you bloom as I slowly withered

and in return i got:

a burning fire scorching me with every touch,
a broken heart
yearning for the reciprocation of love.

meaningless emotion,
effortless promises,

stab after stab,
it's my fault, you whisper to me,
as the knife jabs

blood pours out into a cup,
for you, I say.

why do i care?


because i can't bear the thought,
of others feeling pain.

it feigns empathy,
and yet is so much more deadly.

i drew a shield around you,
my heart
taking the blow of every shot,
your brown-eyed counterpart.

i told myself it was for you,
and you were worth it all.

but in the end, after taking each and every hit
i could do nothing but quit and
fall.
floW Nov 2019
waste your breath,
waste your time,

life is nothing but death
and you are worth nothing, but a dime.

to live, is to suffer
to suffer, is to live

with time, things will only get rougher
do not forgive.

for feeling are weakness

and life is full of nothing but

bleakness.
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