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I sit
looking around at the mess I have made
unsure where to start

My life is unraveling
complete chaos
and not enough time

not enough time
for myself....

So can I find the reasons
to make it through the night?
such a dreaded thing

Some for good
Some for bad
Some for hope
some for despair

Seconds feel like hours
the clock moving slower

oh why do you move so slow
when I am alone
yet so fast when I am not?
A promise
A guarantee
that this would never happen again

But now the past repeats
The yelling once more
echos the halls

The home
has now became a house
A I count the days

till I can leave hell again
Another night
or chaos and overthinking
Nothing new

Maybe one day we'll talk.
Maybe one day we'll meet
Maybe

one
day?
The feeling of being pulled
The feeling of being confused
The feeling of uncertainty

One plagues my mind
One plagues my heart
One plagues my soul

Each different
Two real
And one a distant memory

One day I will figure out
Where I am to go
But for now, I will not
Possibilities have started to show
The ideas I had dreamed of,
are slowly becoming reality

If I rush them
I will be left empty
But to wait is painful

Soon I must tell myself
soon everything will fall into place
and I will laugh of this stress
Her smile is intoxicating
Her personality contagious
Her mind
a lovely prison
Slowly they come
Men of all ages
All trying to win her hand
But soon, they become poisoned
From her love

So true
So pure
So deadly
Unable to control it
Shes watches them choke
And slowly die
from loving her

Alone she lives
Broken men surround her
Reminders of her curse
No matter what she tries
the poison seeps through
And kills everything
but her
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