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MonsterInsideMe Dec 2014
The pieces have been put together
the tears have been repaired
the blanket enwraps us once again
now stronger
out of the city's reach
away from the hurricane
its beauty pierces through the hurricane
making all the gray turn to pure white fabric
which is sewn into the blanket
the city watches in horror
as the blanket becomes larger
even more magnificent than before
the angels sing
the wedding bells ring
as we inter twine ourselves withen the blanket
letting each other know
that we have overcome the city
overpowered the hurricane
and now can bond as one
as the kiss is shared
we may be a part of the blanket
permanately bringing sunshine to the city
the city fights but the blanket,
the blanket is too overwhelming and beautiful
love marriage together overpowering beautiful
MonsterInsideMe Dec 2014
why am I still here
if they're the ones I'm supposed to fear
they take away my heart
only to tear it apart
using my emotions against me
leading me to a place I can't see
they sit me in the pitch black
just waiting for me to crack
I go insane
for the answers I never gain
I scream out in sorrow
as if there's no tomorrow
suddenly the voices stop
and I feel my stomach flop
my soul is lifted
which was not predicted
I finally open my eyes
and I see a big surprise
I am in my bed
the voices were truely in my head
all just my imagination
all just a false creation
now I'm smiling as it occurs to me
all dreams......
are not what they seem to be
MonsterInsideMe Dec 2014
at nightfall the storm comes
which gives the beautiful blanket
time to streanghten and rebuild itself
for the hurricans of the next day
the city blossoms yet again
continuing to cause more destruction upon the blanket
which has become solid and more breath taking over time
chipping away slowly
blow by blow
piece by piece
tear by tear
the blanket dies
as the blanket is chipped away
slowly and painfully
the city feels no remorse or sorrow
night falls over the world
over the heart of the blanket
as tthe blanket is no more
its youth and beauty
dead
along with the blanket
MonsterInsideMe Dec 2014
Everyone says destroy what destroys you, right
so as an angel
I spread my wings and take flight
they said stay strong
and I'm so sorry
but I just couldn't go on
you wouldn't believe how much blood I've shed
the doctor said it would help
so they made me take those meds
nothing ever worked
not for a long time anyway
the depression aways lurked
I pulled up my sleeve with a little doubt
looked down at the shiny blade
as it screamed let me out
I cut deeper and deeper
smiled as the blood showed
I started to get weaker
I just couldn't refuse
the blade is my friend
thought I had nothing left to lose
this may be hard for you to comprehend
please don't cry
but this is really the end
and this is the key to my heart
MonsterInsideMe Nov 2014
"I'm just tired"
she whispers
"tired of resisting what my heart desires"
then he kissed her
and for a moment she flew
forever wanting the kiss to be lasting
bet she never knew
their love would come crashing
so fast and so hard
she thought that they were meant to be
but he played her like a card
now she sits there all alone
forced to watch him with her
"Don't you miss those hours on the phone"
"Can I make your feelings differ"
she's broken
she's so tired
tired of being open
now that his feelings have expired
"Come back to me"
she pleas to you
but he always wanted to be free
his feelings were never true
MonsterInsideMe Nov 2014
Listen to my heart pound
though you'll never hear the sound
fighting every single day
I can never seem to get away
cover my ears
so the sound will fade
then I try
to hide in the shade
for I have no shadow
I am already dead
all because of the voices inside my head
bickering, screaming, yelling, and fighting
all these voices are so uninviting
I can't seem to tune them out
yet I know without a doubt
these voices are familiar
and as I lay in the pitch black
I can't help but want them back
so I sit here and wait
waiting for my fate
waiting for the voices my mind......
loves to create
Please don't steal any of my poems...I work ******* these. I hope you like it!! All my poems are based on real feelings and events

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