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Hell-Loves-Blues Oct 2017
I may not be bold
I may not be brave
But at least i have courage to stay

At least i have the courage to stay
To pull myself out of bed everyday
Knowing the world is full of hate
That i’ll suffer an unruly fate

My younger days that used to consume
Far gone now older ones bloom
I may not have the perfect life
But a promise i make to win this fight

I won’t give in to soon
I won’t let this consume
For I can conquer this evil
I will survive the ruin

A heart in my chest that still beats
I will not suffer defeat!
For i am stronger than the sum of my parts
I am their ruler
NOT their counterpart.
Hell-Loves-Blues Oct 2017
I am resilient,  I am imaginative
I wonder about the world and what it has to offer

I hear the winds of change
I see so much hatred in the world
I want others to listen and breathe in the winds
I am reserved and I am imaginitive

I pretend I am somewhere else
I feel warmth in my soul when people rejoice with one another
I love people and animals with a passion greater than any other
I worry about the days to come and what they will hold
I cry , I feel the weight of the world and its sorrows
I am resilient, I am imaginitive

I understand change takes time
I say we can be the change
I dream of helping change the world
I try to change myself every day, I know the change starts with me
I hope we can be the change
I am resilient, I am imaginative
This definitely isn't my best work, but I wanted to share it with you and get your opinion, it was the first thing I've ever written with a rubric (was written in an English class, my words but the "I hope, I dream, I cry, I am" all of that is part of the rubric.
Hell-Loves-Blues Oct 2017
The world
This word is sinful
This world is something

This world we have the power to change and shape
This world can be beautiful
This world can be wonderful
For it is not the world that makes sorrow or sin
It is us
So don't give in.
Hell-Loves-Blues Jul 2017
I'm the type of tired
That sleep cannot fix.
The type of tired
that stops crying fits.
I'm the type of tired
You can't sleep away.
The type of tired
That causes you to stray.
Away from society,
And everything nice.
All because your heart
Is craving that knife.
depression selfhate seclusion
Hell-Loves-Blues May 2017
A song as sweet as a summers breeze
His name and voice they seem to be
they calm the thoughts of pain and sin
bringing forth the light Let it in
He calms the storm that lies within

She can see the light again
for the storm has blown away
now she lays her head and prays

she wont be alone, he'll stay
Hell-Loves-Blues Apr 2017
Sorrow fills her eyes
repeating final good byes
wishing she would have knew

she should have known
he couldn't hold on
she could and should have stopped it

For now she prays
he's in a better place
than the memory of the one he left with

every moment she spent with him she really should have cherished
for now he's long gone and you never could imagine
just how much she blamed herself
she could have kept it from happening

her tears stained the pillows
for his blood stained the walls
now there's only silent calls
for the line beeped its final goodbye
on that final night
the night he kissed his life good bye.



It changed her life
It changed her mind
It changed how she felt inside
It changed her soul
It changed her world
She's no longer an innocent little girl.
I am told what to do, based on who I am.

They keep me caged,
With my wings cut,
It isn't safe out there, they say,
There are hunters,
And its not their fault,
I am just a bird after all.

They touch me, everywhere,
They tell me it's because I am too pretty,
They couldn't resist,
It's not their fault,
I am just a peacock after all.

They touch me, everywhere,
They tell me I should be glad,
I am too ugly, at least I am getting attention,
It's not their fault,
I am just a crow after all.

They tell me it's because I am seen at the night,
I should have stayed in the tree,
It's because they see me,
It's not their fault,
I am just a bat after all.

They tell me it's because I can be seen,
Stay hidden,
They couldn't resist, but that's because they saw me,
It's not their fault,
I am an ostrich after all.

I am small, I am young,
I don't know what is right,
I shouldn't complain,
I am just a myna after all.

I am old, I am outdated,
Let the youngsters lead,
This is what happens when you open your beak,
It's not their fault,
I am just an owl after all.

They showed me their magic wand,
Is magic supposed to cause pain?
I am too innocent, what do I know?
I am just a dove after all.

I flew too close to the sun,
I dreamt too much,
I shouldn't have,
Brighter you are, the higher you are,
The harder is the fall,
I should have known,
I am just Icarus after all.

I am weak, I am nothing,
I should know,
I am just a woman after all.
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