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Oh, anxiety, you ravenous beast,
That preys upon my troubled mind,
With every breath, your grip increases,
And leaves me restless, undefined.

You slither and slide, in shadows cast,
And lurk behind each passing thought,
A gnawing hunger, that eats at last,
And leaves me consumed and distraught.

You whisper in my ear at night,
And haunt my every waking hour,
A dark specter that's out of sight,
Yet wields a mighty, crushing power.

You twist and turn my every dream,
And color every waking moment,
A gnawing, nagging, ceaseless scream,
That steals my peace and leaves torment.

You are the raven, perched above,
A harbinger of death and woe,
The constant, cawing, carrion dove,
That feeds on all I love and know.

And yet, despite your fearsome might,
And all the pain you bring to bear,
I vow to face you with my might,
And banish you into thin air.

For though you linger at my door,
And threaten to consume my soul,
I know that I am so much more,
And in the end, I shall be whole.
My dearest friend, my heart's own mate,
To whom I freely bare my soul,
In whom I find a loyal mate,
To whom my every secret's told.

Together we have faced the dark,
And tasted both the sweet and sour,
Our friendship born from friendship's spark,
Has grown into a mighty tower.

Our bond has withstood the test of time,
And strengthened with each passing year,
With you, my friend, I'm in my prime,
And all the world seems bright and clear.

I cannot fathom life without
Your kind and caring presence near,
For with you, every shadow's doubt
Is chased away, and all is clear.

So let us raise a glass to us,
And toast to friendship, pure and true,
For in each other we can trust,
Our bond, a treasure ever new.
It began as a mistake,
a sweet lie,
a sin i couldn't scape.
It began as a mistake,
as it took control of me,
like a demon
feeding the weak.
It began as a mistake,
but it was the most beautiful one,
that i ever taken.
Im seating here,
alone in my throne,
waiting to you,
to come home.
This is the tale
Of an empty sailor,
That crossed the seas,
Alone,in his wooden boat.
One day
A storm came,
A beautiful, destructive
And majestic storm.
The sailor didn’t run
He collapsed into her.
As he sinked,
He saw her.
That girl, looking to him
Through the storm.
For the first time,
The sailor felt complete,
As the girl huged him
Through the deep sea
In the night,
in the cold and craw darkness
i wander about the cosmos,
about the universe.
About all the things we could have been.
I wander if in a different reality ,
we are still together.
If we had kiss,
if you had stayed, if our bodies
had become one,
under the moon light.
I know you don’t want me,
and i know you don’t miss me.
But i will be here,
waiting  for you to come back.
Maybe our fate wasn’t written on the stars,
maybe we were just meant to fix,
each others hearts

I miss you...
Pretty little girl,
what do you wish the most ?
It’s my body or my soul?
Pretty little girl,
You drown me
To the memories I can’t forget
You erased me
Just to build me again.
Pretty little girl
Keep dancing in the flames
Where I can’t reach you.
I will wait in this place
Until I could get
A taste of flame
That I couldn’t never forget
I lost my name In the storm of my mind,
In the darkness time of the night.
In god i lost my faith
In the devil, I don’t trust my soul to take.
So, here I stand
A broken man
With nothing else to give,
Just broken thoughts
And bad dreams.
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