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I was born with swollen feet
from pacing the floor of my mother's womb
trying to figure out whether
I was conceived far too soon.
 Jul 2015 Destre'
David
Picking up the pieces from a life half-lived.
Shoving away the dropped dreams that lay
on the floor.
Pacing the room where you lied to yourself
again and again:
Ashamed, you close the door;
and you think to yourself,
that there could've,
should've been
much,
much more.

And yet you continue to be on the side.
In the backseat of your own life.
You are regret
personified
and it's doubt that sits in the front
that's taking you for a ride
straight down the line
to a grave with nothing written on the headstone.
And before you know it
you've lived out your life
and now you've died
with nothing to show,
nobody that minds
because you
are all
*alone.
 Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
There is this feeling.
             That you know you are in love when,
                             That person you want to be with,
                                                           ­ Says, “I’m leaving you”.

In that instant, a weight slams your chest, you think of all that you and that person have done.

The Adventures.
            The Moments.
                         The Minutes.
                                    Everything.


It leaves you
                     Lost,
                     Confused,
                     Broken,
                     Scared,
                     Shaken, and Speechless.


It’s when you try to look into the future, but it’s blank or blurred.

This is because your heart doesn’t want to see a future without them.

In return, that feeling creates a fire in your heart. One that is willing to change you for the better.

*A fire that should never be underestimated or taken for granted.
Something I experienced recently. Something I felt the need to share.
 Jul 2015 Destre'
David
Basking in self-pity,
I pour myself a  drink.
Time alone always gives you
plenty of time to think.

Standing on the edge of the abyss;
I am on the brink.
And I just can't get over it.
Only further,
I seem to sink.

"You again, with your self-pity"
Is what you'd probably say.
Because you'd rather I pretend
that everything's okay.

I guess I'm guilty of being honest
in a world consumed by lies.
A world where it's easier to ignore,
walk away,
and close your eyes.
 Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
I swear, laying on her lap was heaven on earth.
 Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
That unexplainable feeling you get when you say, "I'm okay"

and they respond, *"No you're not."
 Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
Calm
 Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
There is almost nothing more calming
When the one you love
kisses you on the forehead
when they think you are asleep
 Jul 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
Love is getting stabbed on purpose and the person whom did it gives you a band-aid.
 Jun 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
I experienced true love,
                        When I sipped my morning coffee.
A must in life.
 Jun 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
Love:
 Jun 2015 Destre'
Lauren Leal
The only feeling that is literally a heaven and hell.
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