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560 · Feb 2019
My Friend
Shane Feb 2019
Hello my old friend,
Never thought we'd meet again.
In this place you call home,
I've now returned to claim as my own.

I remember it well,
The hallow pit where I once fell,
This deep dark alone,
I found truth in these walls of stone.

You warned of outside
The perils of hope
The deceit of trust
And promise's rope...
A noose to bind and hang in dread,
I've now returned, broken and dead.

Will you take me in and stay with me?
Take away the fear and the lies that be?
Keep me safe in our hidden lair
You're all that I have...
My friend despair.
My first post.
407 · Dec 2020
Another Fall.
Shane Dec 2020
Here I am
A mere fragment
Of loss and desolation.
Isolated and existing
In emptiness.

Here I am
As certain as fall
Cold and rigid
As the old places
Where we made
Snow ball dreams
And sunset promises.

You are living these now
Without me,
And here I am
Fading without you.

Fall is when you left. And I have been falling since.
316 · Sep 2020
Ending
Shane Sep 2020
There is a story
In all of us.
The saddest part
Is when we let go,
And another
Writes the ending.
This is why
I hold on to you.
A short thought today...
220 · Sep 2020
Mutual Insomnia
Shane Sep 2020
We were a only whisper.
A shadow at sunset.
A black dawn
Across crimson skies.
We were embers touching
In the mist and dew
Not meant to become or last.

But how can I see you happy?
I wonder if that smile is real.
It looks like the ones you gave me.

Tell me,
Are your words the same too?
Do you touch the same
Fading dream, only to wake up
Beside another face
And wish it was me?
Do you scream and catch fire
Everyday in silence,
Like the secrets we kept alone?
Do you think of me on your neck
And between breaths
While you remember
The moments we hid from the world?

I would have ran with you.
I would have plunged in to that
Burning sky and be blinded,
Knowing I'm with you everyday.
But instead I'm drowning alone
In your fears.


I close my eyes
And all I see are
Red daggers in the dark,
In waves of time and loss
Knowing that you're gone.
How can I live
With what we've made?
I am still there and awake.
And you must be too.
I can't sleep. I was over this... Until I saw you without me.
194 · Nov 2020
Charcoal
Shane Nov 2020
Maybe there is something left
Inside this piece of charcoal.
Maybe there is one more chance
To burn with another.

Or maybe this is just
The last dream,
Before you crumble and fade
Into the black smoke.
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