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 Nov 2014 Virtuous
rose14195
speak
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
rose14195
What would you like me to say
I was never really good at charades
I can't read you like an open page
I don't wanna play this game
Words on the top of your lips
I don't take hints
Just talk to me about it
I'm no good at this
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
rose14195
Poemss left unwritten
Words unspoken
I cant keep goin
On like this
You would think i could take hint
My whole life that is all i have given
You followed my trail of bed crumbs
But i cant find yours
I dont want this to be a chore
I dont mean to be a bore
I want you to tell me more
Please that's all i ask
Share with me
As i did with you
At this point im running out of trails
I dont know what to do
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
Suzy Hazelwood
Tonight I watched the sun melt
fall into the sea and wash away
the beauty in the sky
meant nothing to me


I was tired
of so many painful hours
of dark days
watery eyes
and tear stained cheeks


This unwelcome story
how will it end?
And where is the memory
of when it began?


What day was it
when everything changed?
When the right to be cheerful
was no longer granted


When the morning comes
the dark will be present still
as dark as the days before
senseless moments
playing games within
jumbled
mixed up
spinning in slow backward circles
as my mind trips lightly over itself
again and again
over and over
and all before me there is
nothing


I will run as fast as I can
because it's all I know
my familiar friend
my hideous buddy
my mocking dark day pal


I’ll run until my breath is extinguished
outsmarting my chasing dragon
of shadows
decades past
of the deepest black night


Nothing follows me
but still I run
to find freedom
to dig for gold
from under the elusive rainbows


But always
I run alone
just me running from I


Drained
hollow
numb
a plain empty jar


It’s time to lay down my fears
leave my senses to rest
I’ve run too much
too long
too hard



Time to tell the dragon
his time is up
acknowledge the empty space
that lingers behind me
and be grateful for being alone


I will sit and wait for the sun
revel in the beauty of the sky
resurrect those things
that have long been dead to me


Wait for the light inside
for the radiance to be felt
to be seen
be understood
and once again become my friend


Slow
but sure
I return to myself
Written about my depression, many years ago (younger days!)  Happy to say I've been free of it for a long time now.  If you want to read what I said about it you can read more here --> http://wordmusing.wordpress.com/2013/04/27/return-to-myself/
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
Suzy Hazelwood
Is a fruitless tree
still worthy?

Is a person
fruitless
empty
lacking in lustre
of no value?

Maybe
they're still waiting
to blossom
You will not be able to
Open nor bolt your door;
Answer nor dial your phone;
Send nor reply a text
For you had  already said goodbye
To this world, en route to the next.
Let no mouth your brain believe.
Sift from wheat
Every chaffed words with sound

Judgment. Praise you will receive
Surely of men,
But balance your head aground.

For blarney do quickly persuade,
Swaying
Swiftly a lady's heart off course,

By calling teffeta the best brocade,
Placing for ruin
A fool upon a regal, gammy horse.
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
Jessica S
I'm thankful to be alive.
I heard parents separations can tear a kid apart.
Im thankful to be alive.
I heard bullying can lead to suicide.
Im thankful you are alive.
Because I know how much it hurts watching your parents split up.
Im thankful you are alive.
Because I know how much bullying hurts.
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
L Marie
Gone
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
L Marie
I rest my hand on the seat beside me
Knowing that just a few long weeks ago
You were sitting here and laughing so loud
And now you are no where in sight, just gone.

I look up at the sky and reminisce
About the peace I never knew was there
When we would simply say what's on our mind
Without filter, pure acceptance, no more.

I can't help but hum to the silent song
The warm breeze sweeps into my aching heart
As I can't help but close my eyes and think:
You're right here, you're not gone, you're listening.

This empty seat is taken by your spirit;
The silence is filled with your soothing words;
My heart is touched by your sweet memory;
I'll be okay because to me, you're here.

I open my eyes and although I know
I won't see you, I'm a little surprised
And I know you'll never truly be gone
For the pure love and the raw pain remain.

But anything is better than nothing
And I won't let go just to feel "better";
I'll just sit here and close my eyes again;
You're right here beside me when my world's dark.

I miss you and I'll do anything to have you here.
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
Suzy Hazelwood
When the breeze turns sharp
and trees begin to undress
when it dawns on me
my world is not the same
I see you
I feel you
as you were
when you were strong
before another chose to bring you down

How could I forget...

November skies tell me
how much I have lost
and remind me
of all the love I have known
and I don't know if
I should laugh or cry
Memories of mum and dad...wherever you are
 Nov 2014 Virtuous
Andrew Durst
In this world you're
either the writer
or the reader;
the creator or
the receiver.

And school never worked
out too-well
for me.
It was a random idea that I thought I should jot down. Enjoy.
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