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Lin Dec 2017
The night sky looms above
Showing the night sky of
A city
Pollution takes
Away the stars
That makes
It seems so dark
Years ago
Where I used to call home
The stars covered
The night sky
They loomed above
With pretty light
But now
Pollution takes
Away the stars
That makes
It seem so dark
This is all metaphorical. From the night being bright to it having no light.
Lin Dec 2017
They say
That Icarus flew too high
That he fell from the sky
But don’t they know
What would’ve happened
If he flew too low?
His wings would rust
Next to the ocean below
That is cause
If you fly too low
You may break your soul
For those that don’t know, Icarus and his dad were trapped in a locked room in a maze. His father made them both a pair of wings made of metal and wax. His father warned Icarus not to fly too high or his wings would melt. He also warned Icarus not to fly too low or his wings would rust from the spray of the ocean below. Icarus flew too high and the wax melted. The only times I hear people use it is when they are trying to say they should fly under the radar. I say if you fly too low under the radar, you can’t flap your wings and will crash.
Lin Dec 2017
You look into my eyes
And see how I have died

You ask if I’m okay
I quickly throw on a face
In an attempt to look great

And say ‘I’m fine’
‘Just got something on my mind ‘

You walk away
Not realizing
How badly I’m lying
This has happened so much at school. On bad days, it feels like everyone asks but gets fooled by those words. It’s weird how easy it is to trick people.
Lin Dec 2017
Oh. How easy it would be?
To let the world be
Just let it go on without me

Knives in the kitchen
Pills in the cabinet

Oh; How easy it would be?
To just let go
Of all I know
Let the blood flow
As my life goes

No more
No more pain
No more fear
No more anything

Travel downstairs
Thinking how easy it would be
Pass by a door
A closed door
But it is more
Than a door
It hides a young innocent soul
How sad it would be
For her to see me go
She wouldn’t know
Why I wanted to go

I look across from this door
Just to see another door
Again, it is more
Than a door
It holds two wise souls
They’ve seen me grow
Oh. How they don’t know
What has grown inside me
How it makes me want to bleed
They might never know

I look at the stairs
I realize something
I realize others will care
They will cry
Cause I couldn’t even try
To stay alive
You can’t get rid of pain
You just pass it on
And it multiplies

I turn around
Without making a sound
Head straight to bed
Ashamed of the dark
That I had fed
But I still think
‘Oh, how easy would it be?’
Remember that even if it seems like the best option, it never is.
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