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Mallary Shepherd Sep 2014
I was never good at saying how I feel without running into fear. I shut out anyone that tried to get near. It keeps knocking on my heart, and breaking me apart. I was never good at saying how I feel, don't give up now, I'll answer soon.
Mallary Shepherd Sep 2014
I want to go back to the time when everything I said was something worthwhile and thoughtful. I sit with words twisting in my mouth, my head isn't on right, my thoughts aren't thought out right. And everything is blurred lines of **** I never even said. I want to go back to a time much simpler than it was, and I'll find you there.
Mallary Shepherd Sep 2014
I would love to invite you in, but I'm not so sure you'd be able to take the solitude. Your soft pleads soon became distant background noises, I would drown you out with the bottle in my hands. Winter left you cold and numb, you went away. Soon I became the one pleading for you, and it was much too late. You left a ghost behind that I can't bare the sight of anymore. I should've let you in instead of pushing you out.
Mallary Shepherd Sep 2014
We would sit on your back porch and talk the sun into setting. We talked about hard times and how the world never seemed so bright. You were so ****** you talked about your mother and how she couldn't stand to hear about your own fears. There were trees that grew inside your heart, but little did I know how much they ripped it apart. I could see every root spilling out of you, until the day you ripped it all out. I thought about the last time we spoke and how I saw nothing in your eyes. my friend, we've all got ghosts we can't seem to shake, so tell me why yours has been the hardest one to break. Rest easy now, you went out like a light, I still think about that night.
Mallary Shepherd Sep 2014
You'll them how you've
Been so misunderstood
Your whole life, they'll
Feel bad and try to block
You out. And you'll sit back
And mellow out and wait
For the hope to return to its
Doubt.
Mallary Shepherd Jul 2014
It was never my goal to impress you.
It was never my goal to entice you.
It was never my goal to misguide you.

And as much as it pains me to admit, I never loved you. With the reminder of regrets I am forced to remind you of your threats. My tongue thick with remorse, I release you from your debt.
Mallary Shepherd Feb 2014
The best times I ever had were the days  Spent with my friends by my side; Chasing the setting sun while vibrations of music filled the air. Watching the whole weight of the world lift off our shoulders. I touched base with my demons, not only conquered my fears, but I faced them. The best times I ever had were spent driving late at night, the street lights dancing off my skin, the pitch black melting into my eyes. Our troubles slowly fading away every mile along the way, chasing the sunrise.
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