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Chris Nov 2019
No one would know of the battles they fought,
Their tear tracks long dried after they cried alone again at night.
Their demon woke in the darkness, taunting and teasing,
Their mind fought them fiercely, trying not to give in.
Night for night they struggled, they didn’t want to cease fighting,
but even the strongest would give in,
If their sanity was leaving.
Chris Nov 2019
I saw it all in slow-motion,
the sword pierced your heart.
You fell down, but I caught you,
my heart was tearing apart.

I killed your attacker,
showed no mercy to him.
I sank down to my knees,
unable to accept you were gone.

I held you close to my chest,
my tears staining your clothes,
I sat there ‘til nightfall,
when your soul had long left.
Chris Nov 2019
I put on a smile,
So that you think I’m happy,
But it is all fake
And it’s all for your sake.

You think that I’m fine,
That there’s nothing amiss,
But it's all just a facade,
To hide the pain I feel.
Chris Nov 2019
What is a friend?
It’s not easy to say.
You’d need too many words
To explain what you feel.

That's why you have to look into your soul
To see what friendship is like,
How a friend makes you feel
When they look into your heart.
Chris Nov 2019
They say heroes are brave,
That they never cry,
That they aren’t afraid,
Even if they may die.

I don’t think that is true,
Everyone fears something,
Even if it isn’t losing one’s life,
There sure is a thing.

They say heroes are brave,
That they’re never afraid,
But how could one stand out
Who has never struggled with doubt?

Only when you’re afraid
You can truly show courage,
You can overcome doubt
And become a hero.
Chris Oct 2019
There are screams in the darkness,
Exhaustion and pain,
The air’s suffocating,
No space to turn.

Negative feelings,
My deepest fears
They’re surfacing now,
And I cannot flee.

I open your eyes,
Thinking waking would help,
But I start to realize,
That it isn’t a dream.
Chris Sep 2019
I lie awake at night, my fears won't let me sleep,
I'm staring at the ceiling, ‘til dawn leaves no trace
Of the internal battle, fought in the dark of night,
When my mind decides to wake, but my heart remains dark.
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