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Maybe not today
Or tomorrow
Or the day after
But one day
I'll be there

Through tears
Cuts
Scrapes
And fights
I'm getting there

Through the constant beratenints
Through the feeling of not being enough
I'm finally getting there

Little by little
One item at a time
And soon it will be done
Should you come to my door
Knock so sweetly
With ice on your fingertips

I would be obligated
To let you take my hand
And lead me away

Perhaps then I would understand
They sleepless nights I've been having
That haunt the days I live
But when the night was cold
And my mind was in chaos

You were nowhere to be seen...
  Dec 2022 Writing of the Unknown
Ameed
I don't care
I never did
I never will

I don't care about the stabs
I don't care about the lies
I don't care about the loss

I never did
I never will

I don't care about you abandoning me in the middle of nowhere or making me doubt every single person I meet or forcing me to look at the mirror and despise the foolishness I had.

I don't care about all the above.

I try to convince myself every night that I don't.
But, I do;
I fully keenly wholesomely do care and my care was my doom.
© Ameed
So swift you slither
So sweet you wait
So caring you chase my dreams away

Awaking me in a rush
my mind was in complete chaos
until I realized it was just a dream

Just something simple
that makes me stay awake
for fear of what you will show

darkest parts of my mind
swift and simple action
maybe one day, I will get sleep once more
Normal people hope for love
They hope for dreams
Hope for fanesty to be real

Others hope for basic necessities
Understanding from another
Far and few dreams to be

But I hope for one thing
Something so small
Many would laugh at

I hope
Not to be broken
Once more

By person
By action
Or by thing

I wish not to feel the gut rentching pain
That is hope crashing to the ground
Shattering to dust

Is that so much to ask
Not to be broken once more?
Type little words
1's and 0's
hidden on a server somewhere

Pay a little fortune
for needed help
Which is needed to live

Does anything really mater
when everything is left
to someones else choice
on what happens with our words or life?
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