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EVERYWHERE I LOOK, I SEE GHOSTS.

At every tortured bend and darkened hallway, I see you;

And me. And the smiles up against the walls and the laughter jumping through your hair.

I see my insides tied tightly to the spots where we mumbled and fumbled and

took

our

time.

I see shadows of guilt stretched across our history and - like some queer carnival attraction - my Hopelessness cast them.

I feel broken memories catching in my eyes like old, worn hooks.

I taste laughter and love at the back of my throat:

Tickling some hardened part of me :

Making me to and fro’.

And as much as I suffer for the crimes I took joy in,

I know you,

And you suffer for it all the more.
New beginnings start from bad endings.
She is so beautiful
Short sun golden hair
Eyes made by the stars
Truely a majestic being

Of course she has flaw
A limp when she walks
Small weakening bones
A voice that lacks of an impaccable speech

It hurts me
To watch her hurt
Watching everyday
Death approaching slowly

My love for such a small child
Shall never be understood by anyone
Except by my heart

I though I understood it
But I didnt
The pain I mean
You know the kind that haunts you
Follows you like a stalker
On the bright side
I must say that every morning
Right when I wake up
Theres a split second
Where I am at peace
Where everything is okay
Then it all comes back to me

It hurts me
To watch her hurt
I thought I understood it
But I didnt
That no matter how much I pray
She will be the one sick
She will be the one in her grave
Written about my little sister Destiny. I shall continue to pray and hopfully find my hope again.
The stars
Are the reflection of our love
They shall burn
Like the fire in the sun
Shine like the light across the land and sea

Tell me my lover
Do you think of me?
As I do you
Tell me my lover
Do you care for me?
As I do you

Lets let the ocean
Washup the shore
Soaking the sand
With the blood from our hearts

We've waited so long
Distance is wrong
But our hearts are strong

Tell me my lover
Do you think of me?
As I do you
Tell me my lover
Do you care for me?
As I do you
I'm feeling so small
My heart beat is too slow
My head achs

Such a shame
I can't get away
From all that noise and shatter

Where have you been?
It's unfair
Not having you here I mean
I know you can fix me

I'm trying
Too deal with the pain
But the blade keeps piercing
Piercing into my skin

Is this what you call happiness?
Where have you been?
Where have you been?
That question running through my mind
I dont understand
I dont know whom I'm asking
This anonymous someone
Come just a little bit closer
Your exactly what I need

I can't deny
I'll die without this
But I promise
I'm trying to deal with the pain
Sitting on a chair
The color of yellow
Made if plastic and metal

Wearing tight ripped skinny jeans
With warm snug boots
That just so happenly to be planted upon a table

Widow by my left side
Giving view of a chilly day
Blue sky painted with gray clouds
And trees filled with branches and no leaves

Tick tock tick tock
Says the clock on my right side
Time is too slow
This class is too long
Just another ordinary boring day at school
I remember the bits of gold painted in your eyes
Just like I remember the way you'd look at me as if I was the most beautiful girl in the world

I remember the roughness of your gently hands
Just like I remember the feeling of your arms around me

I remember the way you would kiss me
Just like I remember the tingly feeling of your lips against mine

I remember the love that we once shared
Just like I remember this feeling of not belonging to you anymore

I remember the way you spoke I love you
Just like I remember the way you spoke goodbye

*I will never forget you my one true love.
Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?
How did it go?
When the dust settled the young man was alone.
His mother torn apart
Slowly bone by bone,
And he would never figure out
What hid beneath his home.
His world was ravaged by a beast with no direction
And all he could do was scream
"I'll **** them all"
As a promise for redemption.
Jaeger means hunter in German :P
Based on the Attack on Titan© anime/manga
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