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CJ Hattingh Dec 2014
I tried my best
I put everything into our love
I committed myself to keep you happy
I was blinded by your empty promises

You mistook me for a fool
You thought I wouldn't find out
You say you still love me
You say that you're going to stop

I know he broke you before I met you
I understand your reasons not your pain
I wanted to help you, but

You wouldn't let me
You kept me out
You broke me

Goodbye

PS. I still love you
Lost a person that meant a lot to me, and still does. I don't know how to handle this and I'm quite raw inside.
CJ Hattingh Oct 2014
You started to grow on me like moss on a tree
You are the only one that has ever set me free
from the ties that were binding me to darkness

You found me out in the cold
scared and alone
You brought me back
from the edge of insanity
and let me crawl into your heart

Now you are a part of me
no longer alone and empty
for all eternity

i love you
CJ Hattingh Oct 2014
He came down with the cold and the dark
to reap from us all that we hold dear in this world
He came from behind with his wicked blade clenched tight
His expression a devilish smile
and a stare of the doom that he brings with him
And so our time will come
And so we shall greet this world

Go with the faceless man and let him lead us to our final destination
  Sep 2014 CJ Hattingh
Steff
Imagine wanting to say something,
Having so much to say,
But nothing will come out.
You're trapped in your own mind.
It's as if you have stage fright,
And the whole world is a stage,
And you can't speak the lines
That you've rehearsed
Over and over, countless times.

Imagine people telling you
To stop being shy, to talk,
But they don't understand
How real this fear is.

What if you say the wrong things?
What if no one likes you?
Feeling as if they think you're weird,
That they don't want to talk to you.
And it's those fears that trap the words,
Trap all the things you have to say.
It's not easy, it's terrifying.
And no one seems to get it,
This is not just shyness,
This is not antisocial,
It's anxiety, it's a phobia.
And it hurts.
I'm so tired of being told to get over it.
CJ Hattingh Jun 2014
and then
everybody died.
CJ Hattingh Jun 2014
Where is a bucket?
Please find me a bucket
Where can I find a bucket

I am the bucket
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