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Love is the drug we take
Turning our lives into a disaster
Addictions are uncontrollable
They never make you happy
Forever
They never stay the same
Forever
Suffer the consequences
Of choices you make
Of mistakes you make
I see you in bikes on the street,
I see you in my bed.
I see you when I fall asleep,
Babe, you live in my head.

I see you when I'm lonely,
I see you when I smile.
I see you when the sun's shining,
Babe, you walk me through every mile.

I see you while I read,
I see you while I'm down.
I see you while I'm losing sleep,
Babe, you light up this town.

I see you in these night lights,
I see you in the sky.
I see you when planes take flight,
Babe, you kept me alive.
June will kiss you and spell the extent of your beauty.

July will ******* senseless and leave you with a wailing heart.

August will pick up your broken pieces only to get cut.

September will brutally bruise you and jeer at your absurd fragility.

January will snap you in half and watch as you scream and cry on the floor.

February will be an ocean of self destruction, washing over you and gently cradling you in it’s arms.

March is broken records all over your apartment floor and getting wasted at ten in the morning.

April is blood in the sink, crying yourself to sleep, shaky hands and breaking down everywhere you go.

May is a storm forming in your eyes when you realize that you need to save yourself, because you stopped loving yourself for to long, and they stopped loving you too.

When they tell you that wounds will heal, you know that its all a lie.
23 september 2015
- was it me, am i just acting out. or have i somehow foreseen what would've been, yet been to stubborn to let go. sometimes i become so afraid that i may be right, that every relationship i have will end in the same torrent of self loathing and self destruction...i wish i could just hide somewhere away from the world forever and ever and never wake up.
No bandage could cover the wounds.
No love could cure this heart.
The world has not technically stopped.

But it has, down deep, inside of me.
A flame has been extinguished,
My voice, left incapable.

Each muscle, each breathe.
Lapsed into a numbness so ******.
My heart beats, against the walls encasing it.

Holding it there, steadily,
in case it tries to break free.
Like the caged animal it is.

The throbbing in my veins.
The pounding beats of my heart.
So powerful they invade my thoughts.

Hijacking the only thing I have control over.
The only thing I have left.
But they're unceremonious murderers,
Entrapped, could defeat.
painted for me
a picture you laughed at
a house on fire
forcing me to call it home

locked in there alone
i tried to scream
no sound came
for my breath was stolen

only now i realize
i'm not sorry anymore
you stopped me
from burning my wrist

only to do it yourself
a scorching stake
deep in my heart amplified
deep in my life
This is such a place of agony.
Why is everyone so angry?
I wish fists would stop clenching.
"Hate" should have no meaning,
Nor voice.

If the Devil were real,
He would be too powerful.
Fed with our anger
And this endless rage.

We could have been so much
So much more peaceful,
So much better.
Why did we have to start a war?

If only the people could smile
From deep in their souls.
If only darkness did not leak
From the corners of all our hearts.

If only smiles rang true true,
And demons stayed under beds;
Out of our lives and our days,
Out of all our minds.

If God does not smite you down,
The world will.
we should've understood definitions.
"Human" is not a compliment or gift.
Humanity is the curse,
and it's closing in.
There's a devil in each of us,
And an angel lives there too.

I saw the angel inside me,
Begging in tears to be set free.

But the devil stepped up,
shutting her up for so long.

I almost forgot her plea,
So I carved to set her free.

No one did understand,
How much this meant to me.

They stopped me for good,
Which stopped me from good.

It's been too long since then,
When i last saw her,
I'm afraid they killed the angel in me...
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