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  Oct 2016 Leeann
Parker A Blackwood
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Why do they say ‘suicide is never the answer’?
They never give any other solution, do they?
Just a caution to the wind
A guilt trip to the Internet when you look for methods
If someone put a gun in my hand and told me to defend myself
I’d place the gun to my temple and pull the trigger
If someone told me to stay alive for them
I’d place the gun on the table and do as I was told
Someone once told me to stay alive from them
And it was never my family, it was never my friends
It was someone who was hired to keep me alive
She did a pretty good job at it
Even if she didn’t care, her acting convinced me
  Oct 2016 Leeann
Viseract
I will not stand for you,
You betrayed me
I will not fight for you,
Just yesterday

You left me alone
I drowned and struggled
You just stood there
As they burned me down

So don't bother me no more
No matter what's in store
I will fight alone,
I'll stand alone

Don't trifle with my mind
You're better left behind
No matter the darkness
That strikes me down

I'll do this on my own

A sliver of shattered glass
From a mirror that could never last
This fragment weighs so little
Yet so heavy on my mind

Within it's reflection
Lies memories of you and me
The last piece of a puzzle
I tried to sweep away

I was content when it was only us
But my smile began to fade
As I witnessed my demise
Around me in eternal shade

So don't bother me no more
No matter what's in store
I will fight alone,
I'll stand alone

Don't trifle with my mind
You're better left behind
No matter the demons
That knock me down

I'll protect what I love, alone!

Don't offer that venomous hand
It seems you don't understand
I know you lusted for my pain
That love, born, from sanity slain

I thought you were beautiful
But the truth woke me up
Pleasure from my torture,
Serpentine you are, what the ****!

Don't talk to me at all
You shoved and I began to fall
But no matter what comes next
I will fight until the end

Aloooonee...

No matter what's in store
I will fight until I'm dead on the floor
No matter the demons
That hold me down

I WILL FIGHT ALONE!

*Don't bother me at all...
Drown in your sorrows
See this message crystal clear...
I don't want you near...
I'm sorry, but you should really go...
Leeann Oct 2016
The toil and the trouble
of making up double
the lies I tell to myself

The pain and the prickle
of feeling so fickle
while the wistful promises pile up

The signals and the sighs
of my bedridden ties
to something I cannot explain

The recklessness and rigor
of my tight-roped vigor
is a strain I'd rather not bear

The laughter and lies
of those mingling with cries
can barely brighten the day

The depraved and dead
of those long gone ahead
is the bittersweet reality of relief
Leeann Oct 2016
A sonnet for the hopeful
where true love never dies
A sonnet for the truthful
where hatred never lies

A ballad for the beautiful
wherein sadness never cries
A ballad for the sorrowful
wherein happiness is full of sighs

An elegy for the successful
whenever they deign to speak
An elegy for the deceitful
whenever they choose to sneak

An anthem for the bountiful
whatever they may claim
An anthem for the dutiful
whatever they may maim

A symphony for the resentful
whoever they may see
A symphony for the respectful
whoever they may be
Leeann Oct 2016
why don't we slow down and watch the tempest
whirling so bright
the shattering of refrains
and the dimming of light

let's leap together through the beat of the drums
and tap our feet in merry dance
as we tumble and laugh
may we ourselves stumble upon a chance

as the fallen don't rise
and the risen begin to fall
let's sway together in step
at the haunted dinner ball

while the wind stirs the silent rushes
and the weeds sway from side to side
watch the ends of the reeds dip into the water
rustling slowly as they hide

listen to the tune of the grasses
swaying slowly to the beat
bending down over backwards
to make way for our feet

why don't we slow down our pace
watch the sky fly by
after all, it's never to late
to change our weary fate
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