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Bunhead17 Jan 2016
I was so lost back then
I wanted to get away, so
I would get lost in my mind
and then... I felt sad again...
.............
My mind never sleeps.
My thoughts were destroying me,
I tried not to think but
the silence was a killer too.
.............
I know what its like to
be afraid of your own mind.
.............
Won't you come and save me?
You're a victim of your own mind.
#Mindpoems #SadSouls
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Bunhead17 Jan 2016
I stand on the ash
of all i've ever loved
memories
of a broken heart
now, i'm alone
in the dark
#Mindpoems #SadSouls
Bunhead17 Jan 2016
That one person you can tell everything to
and depend on them no matter what

A best friend shouldn't have to lie
if they have a true friend that trust them


A true friend is the one that has been down for you since day one

*And stays together forever till the end
Love you lil cousin
Bunhead17 Jan 2016
My mind screams
and echoes its despair
in flashes which drips
from a faucet of hate
........
#Mindpoems #SadSouls
Bunhead17 Jan 2016
Who or what is a dreamer,
sitting there diguising himself.
Describing descriptions and feelings
that he never really felt...
To unsure to understand his plans are always pure;
he wants no part in using his gift,
he wants a cure.
Nah, i'm not a psychic,
a prophet,  nor off my my rocket
just a girl that reads people like you
then builds her topic.
So it gets said just this once, I introduce
The proof, see Falen another dreamer
speaks the truth.
The poem is for a guy but I want say who. He knows who he is, so i'll let this poem tell who. If that makes sense.
@falenacon.blogspot.com
Bunhead17 Jan 2016
Tomorrow (January 4)  is my birthday!!! :D
So I probably won't be on tomorrow
Bunhead17 Jan 2016
Don't let these ******
out here sell you dreams and feed you lies.
Don't let them tell you deep things,
then only show up with paper-thin actions.
It shouldn't work like that.
Hold ****** accountable.
Don't hand out your soul, make a ***** earn your heart.
I don't care how much money they have.
At the end of the day, if you ain't offically the wife,
then none of the riches is yours anyway.
The only thing you will eventually end up owning is heartache.
I have learned this the hard way
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