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Leah Jan 2020
you have to be inspired to write
you have to be motivated
you have to have a reason
but my life is art
my words are *****
my chest is heavy, but
art is bad and good
it is the secret of life
and you know what I say about it
  make your death a result of your art
Leah Jan 2020
cutting my finger and it hurts
breaking a bone and it hurts
hitting my head and it hurts
you refuse to love me and it bleeds
Leah Jan 2020
you open your eyes
you are alive and present
you look in the mirror
you see yourself and say
'' I won't be good today "
"but someday darling" says the mirror
"you wont see yourself in me"
"you will see the devil instead"
Leah Jan 2020
there is something in the corner
I see it
no, now I don't
I just know it's there
but the corner is dark
it changes its face
like a clown
happy or sad?
you decide
now I see it again
its there
but I don't know what is it
I just know its there
sanity
Leah Jan 2020
it is so funny and yet so sad
yet so foolish
we go to places we don't want to
we talk to people we prefer not to
we do things we will never want to
it is a comedy
it is a tragedy
you can call it the genocide of our generation
you can call it miserable living
but yet somehow it is still funny
Leah Jan 2020
today it feels the same
and i won't break the chain
today I'm safe as I can be
but I know I won't get free
today the clouds aren't gone
and yet I know you'll come
I know but I won't believe
the pain in me is hard to relieve
it's hard to picture your eyes
but you're not like the other guys
tell me it won't feel the same
and that it's not me to blame
Leah Jan 2020
one room and I see you
sitting there
holding my thoughts in your hands
but you don't know
I'm holding your hands in my thoughts
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