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TheStartOfMyEnds Mar 2019
I don't know
My mind's trying to find the answers
That my heart couldn't
Myself is sad, worried, angry..
About everything!
about nothing
Water dripping from the faucet makes me want to cry
The sweet smell of my freshly laundered clothes...
I love it but I also want them to burn
I don't want anyone to see me
I don't want to see anyone
But I also don't want to push anyone away
A pen slips out of my fingers at work
And that honestly broke my heart
I find myself unable to breathe
I feel a thousand emotions I couldn't name
Half of them I don't even know what they are
I hate myself for hating the things I love
I hate myself for not knowing why
I'm tired, I'm tired of being tired
My mind tells me to read my books
Books make me happy
I love books
Heart says NO!
You don't
I guess you can say in this situation
Stereotypically...
My mind is the man in this relationship
My heart, the indecisive woman
Yes, No! Wait! Yes yes...no nothing!
I DON'T KNOW!
.....i'm fine...
Everything hurts so very much
But really... they're both trying
To be just fine
TheStartOfMyEnds Feb 2019
The high
Had been the closest
Taste of perfection
To the reality
I sometimes loathe
Until I try to find
And bring back the me
I just tried to ****
TheStartOfMyEnds Feb 2019
It's an ongoing battlefield
Right here
Between my *******
Torn between two desires
and I'll be ******
If I strangle his beautiful neck
And kiss his lips
All at once
with all the rage
I have to erupt
TheStartOfMyEnds Feb 2019
My heart has forgotten how to swim
And suddenly...
Air isn't enough to breathe anymore
I miss him
TheStartOfMyEnds Jan 2019
Something felt different
The pawns, the chips and my deck of cards
Lost somewhere in the backyard
This time
I'm gambling with my heart
And my life on the line
  Dec 2018 TheStartOfMyEnds
Sky
No one can see
that I'm caught in between -
my body is in the present
while my soul is in the past.
TheStartOfMyEnds Dec 2018
Like a wall of China in layers
Held together by the bricks of broken dreams
And never ending prayers
Surrounds "I"
The mind mothered the heart of I
As I sought for love
And found home in Writing
Dedicating this piece to all. Thank you for all your support and love in Writing. Hope you all have a Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year. I'm ever so grateful to have found HP and able to be part of this writing community.
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