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Gina Apr 2019
Don’t give me excuses
For these ugly bruises


On my soul
Gina Apr 2019
The winds on the hills call my name
My spirit is searching wild and untamed
I raise my arms high and encircle the sky
Let the wind lift me and raise my body up high
I look to the crashing waves and broken rock
I hear the bleating of far off sheep in the stock
I wrap my shawl around me to fight off the chill
As I head towards the ruin of the castle on the hill
The stone holds the coldness of it's many years
I run one hand upon it the other wipes away my tears
The rough wind whips my hair upon my salty face
It's been so long since my soul has stood in this place
A thousand lives stories could be told
It's the many secrets these old stones hold
I close my eyes as they filter through my head
Take me back my soul cries I leave the words unsaid
He stands there before me
Like soldiers of old
His breathe warm on my Cheek worth more than gold
No longer does the wind whip through a ruin
I have returned to Cal Ne Ra Duin!
Gina Apr 2019
I move through your blood and through your veins
You cannot see me but I’m here just the same
I am the fire that rages out of control
I am the darkness that attacks your very soul
I am the scream you swallow
Where you go I will follow
Gina Apr 2019
Family is what makes us strong
Fixes hurts and rights the wrongs
Family knows us for who we are
Fights our fights and mends our scars
Family stands together in family we trust
We do what we do, we do what we must.
Family can be chosen it isn't always about shared blood.
It's about a love you can count on that's always enough.
Family is the beginning and family is the end.
The stronger the family the better the friend.
Gina Apr 2019
My world is murky nothing clear
I feel so lost without you here
I’m a Gaping hole full of pain
How do I continue on again?

I Sink below the frozen deep
To **** the pain so I can sleep
I chip away at all I am
Just so I can be again

A Hurricanes inside my head
On repeat your dead your dead

Fractured memories a permanent scar
Half of me is where you are
Gina Apr 2019
I'm all right
Till I'm not
Everything's ok
Till its rot
I'm up high
Till I'm low
Here I am
Nowhere to go
I feel good
Till I don't
I fake smiles
So you won't
I crave love
Like its gold
Gina Apr 2019
I stand under the lonely sun
Reflecting on the things I've done
Deadly desert in my heart
Painful stabbing tears it apart
My sisters sins have hurt us all
Screaming crying tearing at the walls
I want to burn it.  My mothers house
Till there's nothing left the flames can douse
Maybe I'm just another crazy child
Setting things on fire and screaming wild
Sometimes I don't ******* care
I'll go screaming till there's no voice there
Slip on crazy like you slip on gloves
No one to listen no one to love
Responsibility is a heavy weight
Crazy is easy crazy could be great
Slip away from it all feel no pain
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