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 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
Lottie
.
 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
Lottie
.
It feels like I'm finally learning how to breathe without you.
Day and night
It was your drug
You consumed it
Addicted to the feeling it gave you
this high
Couldn't reach this peak even if you lived in the sky
But suddenly and abruptly it was detached away
Now you feel the side effects
And your body aches
Your appetite for food gone
Sweats in the midnight hour keeps you awake
Like a fein
You sit in the corner shivering and shakes
Depression has become the breath you take
You stop looking in the mirror
Your reflection says you were the mistake
Carelessly you got hooked on love
It gave you life
Now you know it can kills
The side effects from love just makes you feel ill
I am getting out of here tonight
I have no plan
I have no idea what I am going to do once I get there
All I know is that I am going to England tonight
I have one carry on bag with me
I have my purse on my right shoulder
a Starbucks latte in my left hand
and my phone in the back of my jeans pocket
I have three minutes to board my flight
or else my chances of escaping are gone
I don't know where I am going to stay once I get there
Right now I don't care
I just need to go
I have a broken heart
A soul suffocating and craving adventure
I need to go to a place where no one absolutely knows me
No one knows my past
No one knows my name
No one knows the secrets I hide
No one will know about my suicide attempt two nights ago
No one will know anything
I have one minute
I am running through the airport now
My latte is pouring all over my hands
I hear my heart beating in my ears
as the rest of the world goes silent
Suddenly!!!! I am in slow motion
ENGLAND
It has been my dream to go there for as long as I can remember
I am almost to the gate
Last call
Do I make it...?
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: November. 24, 2015 Tuesday 11:06 AM
 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
A Lopez
I'm a murderer
I've stabbed my own heart.
I'm a thief
I've stolen my own happiness.
I'm a liar
I've told myself how much better things would be.
I'm a slothful woman
I fell asleep.
I'm greedy
I've eaten my own pain.
I'm hungry
Just not for sin again.
My head, my heart, they are empty,
producing, containing nothing.
Yet, they are stuffed to the max,
flooding with thoughts, emotions, worries, hopes.
How can one be so empty, yet so full?
I am a ghost existing,
alive and dead in this twisted world.
They drain us of vitality and fill us with emptiness.
We are the lost.
Don’t bother looking for us,
we are already gone, found.
You'll realize that sometimes
it's easier to deny the pain you feel
rather than trying to face it,

but I hope you find enough
strength within yourself
to conquer it anyways,
before it tries to conquer you.

-k.w//Conquer
 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
m
maybe
 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
m
You were with a girl.
I'm not sure if she's just a friend.
Maybe she's more than that.
Maybe her smiles touch your soul gentler.
Maybe her voice soothes the storms in your head.
Maybe her kisses make you feel safe.
I'm not sure.
I don't want to be sure.

You were with a girl.
Maybe this time, I'll stop checking my phone for messages that'll never come.
Maybe I'll stop counting the days since we last talked.
Maybe I won't think of you anymore.
I'm not sure.
But *******, I wanna be.
 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
Ayeshah
I don't miss
you

I miss me

I miss whom

I  was becoming

I miss whom

I could be

I miss what

I've changed
into

But NO

I don't miss
You

I miss what

was becoming  

uniquely me

NOPE

I don't  miss
YOU

I miss everything

You were

helping me to be
Copyright ©
Ayeshah K.C.L.N
1977-Present  
All right reserved
Only miss the good we had and brung out in each other.  This new u I don't know nor do I like so no nope I DON'T MISS YOU
 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
Rb
POETRY
 Dec 2015 Fallenroses527
Rb
And so she wrote about
the most exquisite pain
he caused;
the way he said 'i love you'
the way he kissed her
and then a bit later on,
the way he left with a simple 'sorry'

She wrote about every tears
that has been shed
and yet she wondered,
was it all that easy
was it worth it
was he worth it?

She told the world about him
She turned him into a poetry
And she wrote wholeheartedly
Hoping someone could understand
How cruel he was to break her

But deep inside, she wanted him
to read it out loudly
and finally find his way back to her
and she wanted to hear the phrase
'i love you', once again
but this time-
she wanted him to not tell her a lie

a.r
sad thoughts
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