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I met an old friend today
Remet I suppose you could say
Speaking loud
As if to a crowd
Though the conversations partner sat mere feet away
Good to see once again
My dear old friend
Exchanging insults to the failed irishman
Forget that one if you can
Oh what a joy
To see the boy
Finally turned to a man
I hold my head underwater
And take a deep breath
Waiting longer and longer
Inviting sweet death
I close my eyes and feel the pain
Of a million things I'll never say
The anxious thoughts they start to fade
As my mind starts to stray
I'll never live to see the day
That's free of anguish and endless pain
There's nothing left to loose or gain
There's no reason left to stay
There's nothing left to say
What's said is said, never goes away
 Mar 2017 SummertimeLace
Chloe B
Wednesday March 29th 2017
11:26
How can someone who makes me feel so full,
Be the same person to tear my heart and let me bleed.
So quickly I began,
To feel so empty.


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again...
 Feb 2017 SummertimeLace
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I am reminded that the women before me also had their bodies turned into sinking ships.
Captained by reckless men
who abandoned deck,
When their words could no longer be used as anchors.
Mother watching me with piercing  cold eyes, your dreams for me were nothing but lies.

Mother suffocating me with your so called love and expectations, my lungs are dying like cancer patients.

Mother who is ever so wise, I've lived my life for you in disguise.
Turning into what I hated, till my lies became too complicated.

Mother am flowed I will be the first to admit, but you are the real hypocrite.
What do you see when you look at me? am not the once fraile girl you knew me to be.

Mother who wastes my youth without care, there only so much a person can bare.
I hear you laughter in my head, it is a sound that I've come to dread.

Mother you gave me the precious gift of life, but all your words cut like a knife.
Why do you hate me? do I remind you of everything you wanted to be.

Mother who feeds on my anger and
Frustration, Like a hunger stricken nation.
Nothing I will ever do will be good enough for you, I feel it in my heart It must be true.

Mother I know you only do what you think is best, that's why you made my life a test  

Mother it seems our worlds are destined to crash, leaving behind nothing but ash.
May
The wind is tossing the lilacs,
The new leaves laugh in the sun,
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
But for me the spring is done.

Beneath the apple blossoms
I go a wintry way,
For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May.
 Sep 2016 SummertimeLace
Brent
Rain
 Sep 2016 SummertimeLace
Brent
Rain
slowly pouring down
as all the fragments of time, space,
and every dimension,
collide between every tear
that falls from your lover's eyes.

Rain
is nothing
but salty water.
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