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 Dec 2017 Sequoia
James Cook
My darkness

The sound of cars pass by my window
I sit and think why am I here?
Am I supposed to be a good person?
Am I supposed to be a criminal?

I look at the sun coming thru the window
All I see is my darkness
The pain I feel with in
My torment
My heart beats
My head feel like it’s on fire
Every time I here someone say something I’m like you’re a liar.

My crutch
My darkness will win
The screams
The laughter from the demons in my head
As I lay here in my bed
I ask out for the strength to be dead.

End the darkness just to see the light
If anyone is listening please help end this fight.
My soul takes that endless flight
Please save me from this hellish fight.

Nothing to hold on to
I let go
As I fall and then the dark sets in
Could it be true is this  the end?
It’s real the struggle within the pain is never ending.
 Dec 2017 Sequoia
She Writes
Something felt wrong
I told you no
But you were so strong
I had no choice

I was only five years old
When all this began
How could you be so cold
You were supposed to protect me

Let’s play a game; hide and seek
I was to hide
I wasn’t to speak
You always found me

Hunted me like prey
Ripped off my clothes
As I began to pray
Clenching my eyes

Singing songs in my brain
Keeping my mouth shut
Pretending not to feel any pain
To scared to do anything more

For years you abused me
Until one day you were caught
I was finally free
Or so I thought

The memories of what you’ve done
Haunt me every time darkness replaces the sun
 Dec 2017 Sequoia
lynn
pain
 Dec 2017 Sequoia
lynn
why must you compare pain
someone can drown in an ocean
while someone can drown in a pond
the point is,
they both drowned
sick of people saying others have it worse than me and i need to stop complaining
 Dec 2017 Sequoia
Emma Livry
Every message I write,
I write with the impression that
No one will actually respond,
But you did.
What do I do now?
 Dec 2017 Sequoia
smalltalk
The Eyes
 Dec 2017 Sequoia
smalltalk
We stray from the stranger’s gaze

Not because
The eyes bare the soul

But because
They may see inside it

And cannot see its beauty
 Dec 2017 Sequoia
smalltalk
Mirror mirror keep me young
I’m not through having fun
Time won’t heal all the damage done

Generation: Live just once
But once was not enough
A tired soul needs a pick-me-up

The sun comes up while I’m still out
I’m running out of lines
The conversation always seems to die

If growing up is compromise
I never got it right
You can’t burn something out that isn’t bright

I’m not looking for salvation
I’m looking for a crutch
Give me my drugs

I don’t mean to stare at such a pretty face like yours
It takes me to a place when I was more
Give me my drugs
Every choice is a sacrifice
An opportunity lost
A road not taken
It leaves you lacking another route
You can seldom go back
And if you do
There is no guarantee that things
Will get better
Because going back is a choice
And so is moving forward
And with each you lose something
A part of who you could have been
To be who you are
And you must always live
With the consequences
Of your decisions
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