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 Jan 2018 Merida
Sara Leal
They.
Them.
They are here.
And everything is because of them.
They control everything and anything.
The reason is from them.
They hurt you,
If you try to hurt me.
They hurt me,
If I try to hurt you.
The dolls inside of me love you,
But they hate you.
D o l l s.
They live inside of me,
And get out whenever they want to.
Sooner or later they always come back,
Because I am my dolls,
And they are me.
Do what they tell you to.
Only them can control what is ours.
Live with the thought that you can't escape.
Lie like you believe me.
So you can answer me like you mean it.

Now, do you know my dolls?
*And where are yours?
English version. Hope you enjoy it like I did writing it.
I ask myself why was we born
Is it a curse or lesson to be warned
Learned only to burn slowly the clock turns
Each second minute day is a step closer to the death sleigh
Soon to ride on the slopes derail
Of the tracks of life
Can't trust anyone or even self
Put my feelings on the shelf
Tryna keep a full bar of health
Keep my mind in stealth invested in brain wealth
Now in filthy rich but I got dirt surrounding me
Seems like society is fantasy turned reality
Stuck in a crystal ball summer winter spring or fall
Still can't get a **** call so many quick to ball
But many fall after a gall of someones downfall
Preying like a mantis from a **** of cannabis
Planted with a fist from death kissed
Wake up outta the dream I see the Sun as the moon
And moon as the sun or is it my souls done
Atmosphere ain't really here it's an illusion to keep us in fear
At the same time everything round us is sublime
Subjugated to work money grind slaves to time
If you understand the madterplan at hand
You wouldn't settle for a reprimand as I take on demands
Once again I ask why we living
Only to die with the sinful bodies we once lived in
Cracked open the shell it ain't hard to tell
 Jan 2018 Merida
Ysa Pa
This.
 Jan 2018 Merida
Ysa Pa
If I said I love you
Would your games end
Would God be mad
Would we still be "friends"

You told me not to fall
As you led me to an abyss
You told me not to cross the line
As you gave me a kiss

You said you didn't care
As you wiped tears off my face
You said everything bores you
As you made my heart race

You said you didn't know love
As you sang lullabies about it
You said you'd break my heart
As you cradled my every heartbeat

This confusing tug of heart
The high risk of you hurting me
That slight chance that you won't
Made me hope for a "maybe"

This playful, painful thing
Which you handled carelessly
Might not be love for you
But it is for me.
 Jan 2018 Merida
abby
Never enough
 Jan 2018 Merida
abby
Why is it that
this present moment
is never enough
Who you are
Where you are
What you have
is never enough

It’s as if every day
we wake up saying
“If I could just be that,
If I could just go there,
If I could just have this,
then I’ll be happy”

Yet this allows us
to sabotage our ability
to feel content
in the present
To look around
and grovel in the beauty
of progress and growth
that gets us through
each passing day

It’s hard to not let the yearning
for an unknown future
overpower the appreciation
for today
But maybe if I open my eyes
a little wider
and open my mind
a little bigger
every day
I won’t always be waiting
to be happy
I’m not waiting for the confetti to fall
 Jan 2018 Merida
Seema
Trusted Him
 Jan 2018 Merida
Seema
Standing on the edge
Looking from the top
He said, he'll catch
So I let myself drop
My wings didn't work
So I landed on a rock
He sealed me in a box
And placed a silver lock
Then off the edge,
He tossed the box...

©sim
Fictional write.
 Jan 2018 Merida
Seema
The days go by
Yet the truth untold
They say I lie
But the mystery is yet to unfold
I saw the scene I saw it all
He killed that man over the fall
I narrated the whole scene to them
But they say, they needed a clue
A witness of the killing
Someone who was willing
To report the misery
I tried convincing him to believe
But no action taken till the eve
The authorities questioned me the next day
I told them I saw the ****** the other day
Man with a red hood and a track suit
Wearing dark glasses as if aiming for a loot
Within seconds, stabbed the guy and ran away
He didn't see me, and ran off the other way
You have to believe me!!
It's not one of those hallucination
Doctors say I am doing fine with less reaction
"And the officer went away, with a smile"
I knew he didn't believe cause am still under medication
Am a patient of schizophrenic but not a manic
I saw the culprit with my eyes
But all say that my statement were lies
Its been over a month, yet the killing is now a mystery
And soon the files would close, the case a history!

©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional poetic story.
 Jan 2018 Merida
Greg Dempsey
Broken
 Jan 2018 Merida
Greg Dempsey
Stuck in the shell I can't shed
Help me, I'm locked in my head
No one can hear me scream, not even plead
Cutting my arms, watching them bleed
I can't take much more, someone end this pain
Ready to take a bullet to the brain
It too much to bare, just let it end
I beg and cry, but the message doesn't send
Louder and louder, but no one can hear me scream
Too much pain, too much, please is this just a dream
No one can help me now, I'm all alone
They can't hear my painful tone
Someone please, hear my cries
I yell and yell, but no one tries
I guess no one cares, no one is listening
My tears roll down glistening
I'll shut up and put on a smile
I'll walk a broken glass mile
Just know the smile I wear is to hide
I am eternally broken inside
 Jan 2018 Merida
Seema
These tears, drop for a reason
They don't have any desired season
Like the monsoon it sheds
It makes no sound as it's unheard
Wets the pillows and the sheets
Dreams are sweet but reality speaks
The emotions flow when tears roll
No one beside you, no one to call
You try to block your heart, creating a wall
Fail in vain, and tears begin to fall
You take courage to subside the issues
But when you look around, you see wet tissues
Who is there to understand the weeping heart?
Which day by day stumbles and falls apart
Everyone has their own ends and starts
This crying and weeping is everyones art
I wipe these tears off my face
As I now understand my unusual case...

©sim
Fictional write.
 Jan 2018 Merida
Torias
11:11
 Jan 2018 Merida
Torias
I truly am sorry
If you didn’t know.
I never text,
But if I could let you know one thing,
It’s that you do cross my mind
Every now and again.
You met me as the shell of the person I used to be,
You filled my heart,
And I am forever grateful.
I couldn’t be what you were looking for,
But I do hope you find the life and the woman meant for you.
I hope you have happiness.
And even if we simply went different directions in this world,
I wish you well.

Love always,
The girl who wasn’t the One for you, but some day you will be so grateful that she wasn’t.
10/20/17~ I had to learn how to say goodbye
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