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Lin Dec 2017
Get up.
Get dressed.
Go to school.
Come home.
Go to Sleep.
Repeat.
Easy as pie!

A schedule right in front of you!
Easy to do!
Follow the steps and you’ll be fine!
Easy as pie!

But you are human.
You think,
And feelings overtake.
Easy as pie?

I don’t think.
Still playing around with my style.
Life isn’t easy. We just have to fight through it, even when we feel like giving up. Right?
Lin Dec 2017
Can’t move.
Can’t think.

Terrified.

Stand as everyone stares.

Head being squeezed.
Being squeezed more and more.

Eyes water.
Tears make rivers.

No control.
Lost control.

Happened again.

Stuck.

Calm down.

Shake away everyone that crowded around.

“It was nothing.”
“Don’t worry.”

They go away.

Continue the day.

Don’t let anyone know what happened.
That it happened again.
  Dec 2017 Lin
Lior Gavra
The moment you forget.
Mind wanders with regret.
Eyes blurred, lose focus.
“What’s my current purpose?”

Is spontaneous enough?
Chasing a dream, tough.
As a child we rushed,
what was all the fuss?

The lost moment finds.
The lost moment unwinds.
The lost moment reminds.
Messes with our minds.

In that moment there is clarity.
We connect with our reality.
Understand humanity.
Endless possibilities.
Test our comfortability.

A chance to breathe.
Rebirth and see.
Are we where
we want to be?

Take that lost moment,
to reset your focus.
To find yourself and
your new found purpose.
  Dec 2017 Lin
benedictpiper
Sometimes I wander
Don't really know where to
Letting thoughts and emotion go as I walk through
places I will not remember
  Dec 2017 Lin
Domagoj
There is something sinister,  (it follows)
creeping me from my past.
Resonate voices of ones I never heard.
Breathing as a fragile being,
which crushes by own existence
I can't remember much,
my family,
my friends,
they talk but I won't listen.
Morning light pierce through,
deadmans broken dream,
it reflect our no tommorow.
Do not be afraid of the death,
afraid the life worth no living.
Something is dragging me down,
exposing me to this cruel world.
It shows my blank face,
blank, pale face
with no pain and suffering written on it.
  Dec 2017 Lin
Alexandra Meelan
I want to be left alone
                                                           ­     I don't want to feel alone
I want someone to hug me.
                                                             ­   I hate being touched.
I want to tell someone.
                                                        ­        People scare me.
I want to speak.
                                                          ­      I can't open up.
I want comfort.
                                                        ­        I push people away.
"I'll be fine."
                                                          ­      "No you won't."
"But I will."
                                                          ­      "What if something happens?"
"No, it'll be okay."
                                                          ­      "But now you're doubting yourself."
"NO."
                                                ­                "Oh come on. I'm a friend."
"You cause so many problems for us."
                                                            ­    "There's nothing you can do now."
"Don't do this."
                                                          ­      "It's too late, I've won."
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