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 Nov 2016 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
why do my thoughts no longer create symphony's?
with metaphors as my orchestra,
I could release the information that crammed and over loaded my cerebrum.
it makes me confused as to why I would neglect that precious side of me.
the special gift that
saved my life.
how could I neglect you?
how could I forget myself?
my anorexic-like spirit is
so hungry for the taste of my memorie's return.
 Nov 2016 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
she was once so beautiful.
her skin would glow,
her laugh was contagious,
her presence in a room would never be unnoticed.
but then.....
pain...
so much pain filled her life in such short time,
she lost control
and she lost herself.
she decided numbness
would be better
than feeling all together.
she concealed the scars on her hands.
her secret wonderland would be her escape.
the sting of the needle,
the rush of pure nirvana....

she is no longer beautiful.
her skin clings to her bones,
thirsty for a fix, hungry for the sting.
her presence is still noticed by others,
but the glares now radiate disgust.
she doesn't notice,
she is too numb to understand my pain,
she is too lost to feel my tears,
and she is too far from my reach
for me to
save her.
 Nov 2016 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
Why would one let themselves be consumed by the darkness that they had been fighting for so long?
The darkness had slowly taken their soul, piece by piece, until only dust remained.
People do not understand that sadness is much easier to feel than happiness.
Why does it feels better to wallow in your own sorrows, to continue to be destroyed by your thoughts?
WHY DO WE CRAVE THE END OF OUR EXISTENCE?
Why do our demon's whispering sins tempt us to try?
Why are bad things so enticing?
 Mar 2016 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
your smooth, hazelnut skin
tempts me to touch.
your silky, sensational kiss
tempts me to devour.

waste yourself away with me.
reach out into the oblivion
and become lost in the iris of my soul.

take me away to outer space
and make love with me on saturns' rings.
teach me to not forget my past,
teach me how to accept and embrace it
because all encounters I've made thus far
has all brought me to you.

let us allow our souls
to tangle and intertwine.
let us allow our souls
to love as they were made to do.
 Mar 2016 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
his touch was electrifying,
he made me believe our love
was strong enough
to shift mountains,
to stop time,
end all pain.
but then I found out.
I found the truth
and it rattled my brain,
churned my stomach,
sliced through my core.
I believed your false grin
and mistaked it for being mine.
you lied to me about our love,
you said I was the only one.
you left me dumbfounded
and scatterbrained.
why did I put my trust into ***** hands.
 Dec 2015 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
my beautiful sister,
why?
what made you plunge so deep into the darkness?
was the high just so enticing?
was it a craving for the sting of the needle
as you shoved it through your porcelain skin?
was our love not enough for you?
was it not enough for you to stay?
I wish I knew
why you hated yourself
so much
that your demons forced you
to crave the numbness
and you willingly listened.
I hate you for making my thoughts race,
Is she still alive?
Was there anything I could have done to
prevent this?

But I love you for leaving me with old childhood memories.
my beautiful sister,
please
I am begging
for you,
THE REAL YOU
to return home.
 Dec 2015 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
don't fall victim to the snake.
for its venom will slice
through your blood stream
as smoothly
as a blade across skin.
don't let the snake's eyes fool you,
behind his sly tongue
lies sharp fangs
that are waiting
for your vulnerability to show.
and any minute,
the snake could turn you
from his prize,
to his feast.
 Dec 2015 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
I felt strong and able to move forward,
but then I saw you
and you saw me.
then you kissed her.
and I felt my whole makeshift world
come tumbling back down.
I felt my legs weaken beneath me
and my heart crack and spill open.
my blood boiling in my ears,
the noise is so loud
I become deaf.
my hands become numb.
you kissed her.
YOU.
the one person I had given my everything to,
I had never thought I could become
so
vulnerable.
I am weak because
you broke me,
again.
It's back to the end,
I am frail because
I let you invade into my cerebrum
where you had once imprinted your soul.
I feel ashamed for
letting your eyes
trigger my sorrows.
I am nothing
because I had let you
hurt me;
I had let you
win my tears,
once
again.
 Dec 2015 Noah
Sydney Mae Dompier
We, as humans, were placed on this earth to become a high power. We were created to express the meaning of 'Unique' and 'Different' - yet in this day and age we are judged so harshly on merely the way we dress or talk. Humanity is destroying Humanity; we are creating a world full of breathing corpses who have no sense of joy for life anymore. Why do we continue to live this way? Life is not meant to be tortuous; instead of feeling trapped and judged, we should feel FREE and explore as many parts of the Earth as we can before our time here is over. Exploration of the world is the key to freedom, the key to the true feeling of being a human being. Living is a privilege, we need to value this token of gratitude from The Higher Power; whoever that truly may be.
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