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In bed..over thinking
It doesn't hurt any less
I wish someone could see beyond this fragile face

I wish someone could see I am more than a disgrace.

I wish I could talk and let how I feel show

I wish my heart was simple with a subtle glow.

But if I got all my wishes how would I learn?

No harsh people and no one so stern.

My memories would be a tape on constant  repeat

But still I wish someone would see

Who it is that is really me
As the sun rises so do my fears
As I cower and tremble with tears
The glow of dawn has never been so polite
My need to run always hidden by the night.
But now the sun is rising its orange mask bringing the heat.
As I turn my head and rise to my feet.
I am ready to run
For my fears have come with the sun
I trust you

I trust you

But what good is that to me?

I watch you

I watch you

Trying my hardest not to breathe

In such a such time you mean so much

Now I've lost the way,what was it I wanted to say.
I'll show you my scars I've been hiding for so long

I'll tell you of all my pain and how it stung

I'll bleed out to you and you can watch me cry

Because eternally I watch myself die

I'm afraid though of all the judging you will do

Because I can never no if ones feelings are TRUE

I'm tired and weak gazing at the stars

As I unconsciously rub my scars
If someone offered you a burnt rose you would scrunch your nose up for sure

It would be frail,weak and lack so much allure

It would be black and crumble between your fingers

You would cringe and the hurt would linger

Who wants a burnt rose lost of colour or a pleasurable sight

No one,you give someone that out of sheer spite

So I ask again,who wants a burnt rose that will crumple with the wind?

That the bees stray away from and the birds refuse to sing.

Mother nature forgot that rose as fire consumed it

Everyone forgot as the rose swiftly lit.
You were the blade and of course I was the skin too weak to defend itself
Misery..
She comes when I have friends over
She comes when I'm alone
She ***** the life out of me and banishes my friend happiness.
As misery comes,her aura sending happiness into a disappearing act...I swear I want to cry but I won't let her see,I wont let misery see what she does to me.
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