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B M Jun 2015
My mood changes like the autumn breeze. I freeze like lakes in the middle of winter, and I burn bridges like pasty children turning red in the summer.  I feel things so deeply, the ocean has become jealous. There is neither a real explanation to my actions  nor does it include any planning. One thing that has become clear is that I need no protection. I don't need a mote, crocodiles or a dragon to protect my temple. No, I will **** you with my words and I will set you to rest with kindness. Don't try to understand me, for  you will die trying.
B M Jun 2015
I don't think that people fall out of love. That if you truly felt that way, it never changes. I think many people feel lust, and lust fades. Love can't. Love changes with the seasons, but just like the sun, it doesn't simply disappear. I fell in love with you. As sad or naïve as it is, it won't ever fade.

For you are my stars, my moon and my entire night sky.
B M May 2015
If it was only human
I would feel it when I breathe
If it was only human,
I could simply leave
I only ever crash and break down
Words in my head
Knives in my heart
All of my fears are killing me
I lost my sight
I can no longer feel your touch
There’s nowhere I would be able to fall apart
No one will learn
No one will care
In the silence I will never return.
Instead of editing the poem I was supposed to I edited a different one.... #procrastination
B M May 2015
When I look in the mirror,
The girl who doesn’t know me
Tells me everyday
There’s two voices
One tells you that you need it all
                                                    Grab it with both hands and never let go
                                                    To make it your own
The other part says to give it time
                                                    Don’t let it consume you
                                                    Leave it be
The war in my mind
The battle's being fought
                                                  Are creating chaos
                                                 I have too many thoughts
What she doesn’t know is
When there's
The greed
And pride
There is also,
Sadness,
                                               The part that says “**** it all”
                                               The part that wants to leave
Darkness is all I see when it rushes over me
The girl in the mirror
She says to me
                                                Not to worry
                                                Not to mind.
                                                There’s a way out
That never occurred to me
                                                I have to figure it out
                                                I have to open my mind.
Until I do,
                                               The war will never be over
                                               The fight will never be done
                                               The chaos will wage on
I will never be fine.
EDITED YASS
B M May 2015
I look in the mirror
And all I see
Is this girl
Who doesn’t know me
She asked why I look tired
                  Why I look like a liar
I said I’m just fine
          I don’t want to die
She said people care
               It doesn’t seem fair
To want to live
To want to die
Why do you keep up the lie?
There’s a knock on my door
There’s a crick in the floor boards
With nowhere to run
With nowhere to hide
All I remember is saying goodbye
(disclaimer: i'm not suicidal,and i'm not planing on doing anything of that sort. everything i write is exaggerated to seem more dramatic and so i am able to use more descriptive language and keep the original meaning.)
B M May 2015
I am your closet,
Full of bones
I am your darkness
Full of souls
There’s no escape,
Just stay awake, and you’ll make it home sweet home.
Don’t under estimate the degree in which we’ll suffer
It’s an ocean
It’s a sea
There’s an entire world, you’ve never seen.
Dragging us down
Squeezing our throats
Do you think that it’ll ever leave us alone?
I’ve been hoping
I’ve been praying
That I’ll make it home sweet home.
B M Apr 2015
I look around the quiet hallways and all I can think of are what flower is your favorite. I haven’t said a word in over an hour, but the screaming in my head is making it hard to concentrate. I've never been good at saying goodbye and I don’t think I ever want to.
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