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She dragged a pencil
On what once was a mighty tree
Hoping her bottled emotions would burst
Into a beautiful image
But it's hard to sketch a picture
When only words can convey the idea
Chaos;
not just outside,
but inside too.

Words;
spoke too much,
understood a few.

Destroy;
the walls around,
and open the shell.

Speak;
Not just for you,
but for others as well.
I love you
As a friend.
No, no that isn’t right.
See that’s what i say
To hide how i feel.
When i say i love you
I mean
I love you.
With no establishments,
No walls.
See i love you
As the moon
Loves the stars.
There is them,
There is us.
And there is you.
I love you.
 Dec 2018 Ephemeral Oblivion
Alex
Since when did I have to do this
Since when did I have to write
To keep me from going insane
And crying every night.

Once I was happy,
A joyful little girl
But ever since I grew up
I seem to see way more

I can see now, the terrifying world
And I can hear now, the voices knocking at my door
I can feel the sadness, as I walk through the air
And I can sense that I am no little girl no more.

I miss believing I'd be happy forever
I miss running around playing house
I miss not being sad with every breath and more
And I miss most of all trusting in us
being as young as i am
i am not allowed to feel so deeply
know too much
and talk as loud as i want
i must abide by the rules and listen carefully
i didn’t know being a person
had an age limit
i must have a crush
on the reaper-
death never leaves
my head
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