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Megan Edwards Feb 2019
The sparkles of life
Trickle with trepidation.
Ripples ricoshade from one to side to another;
As life seems to stop.

Smoothly dancing along the top,
Gliding like a kite across the surface.
Winding, wildly along the curves; taunting Zeus of his power.

The birds call out far and wide
They communicate with the sea.
They understand him
And they understand what he needs.
This one is written in more of a Ted Hughes style. This is my first time getting inspiration from  materialistic objects. Hope you enjoy **
Megan Edwards Feb 2019
Got to be Happy, can't show no pain.
Got to be happy, don't be yourself.
Each smile hides the pain.
Each small laugh I feel faint.

How long can this last?
Like the Jay I sigh.
I can't cry.
I can't hide.

I am happy but no one can tell me why,
Each time I try, some more time dies.
So this is a more of a personal one, I hope you enjoy! X
Megan Edwards Feb 2019
At night the voices die.
Each small creek,
Each small cry.
Each small dance, each small turn
My heart begins to burn.

The silence is loud,
It echos. The echos bound.
I turn to see my lifeless self,
I turn to see my selfless life.
As I cry.
I cry about how I became mine.

There are people to help,
I swear there are,
But for now I have to sit.
Sit and wait.
Wait for life to prevail.
Wait to start my tale...
Megan Edwards Jan 2019
Blood rushing rapidly
Blood pushing with power.
Each shake the trepidation increases
As my shivers become mine .

Each sudden breath
My heart goes tense.
Each little feel
I become more alive!
Megan Edwards Dec 2018
I feel my self pull apart.
Rationality turns into darkness,
As I go on my searches.

One for sense. One for pain.
As the stars disappear
I give up on hope.

Look into the mirror. I see pain.
Look into my reflection,
I seek help.

Help which isn't there,
But I need.
For waiting and wandering shall never help.
As at least I'm alone.

No one can find me now.
This poem is abit out of my comfort zone, but I would love to know what you guys think! And how I could possibly improve.
Megan Edwards Dec 2018
Today I sit in sorrow.
Like the crow I sit and watch;
I wait for the next days tommorow,
Waiting, waiting and waiting to be taught.

Why should I live?
I ask myself again.
I live life like I have nobody with.
I cry silently, cry like the wren.
Each tiny cry,
I feel more alive.

All I want is someone who cares,
A Husband a friend?
But now I sit in my lonely lair
Waiting for someone to tend.

But for now I sit alone,
In my thoughts at last alone.
Soon I'll be alone for good
But till then I've got to pretend I'm all good.
Megan Edwards Dec 2018
Convulsed veins, strangled for air,
I gasp but nothing is there.
Each sharp breath,
Each sharp pain.
I grow closer
I grow closer to pain.

Weeping, wailing for more
She is gone, she is gone.
The breaths have ended.
The pain has last.
I try to fight
I try for life.

Each small cut
I release my soul.
Each small breath
I release more and more.
Deep, deep down
Dig as far as possible.
Release the pain
Release the soul.

I have become one,
I have become none.
I want to die
I want none.
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