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All the planning
makes my heart race
and the tears threaten to fall

but when asked if I wanted anyone with me
I thought of you holding me
letting me break once more
and know I would be safe enough to not be strong

"No, there isn't anyone to call"
A light that was once gone
Now burned bright once again
Hope and dreams filled the flame
Each one hope for what could come
but soon, the hope stopped filing the fire
and the flame grew weak
smaller and smaller the light became
Until just the embers remain
Now a choice
light it once more
or let the love burn up?
Simple in rules
Find the secrets
Decode the words
Storys of old
Once more retold

Fly fast
Fly strong
Messages are out there
Waiting
Waiting to be found
and the game to start
Why must this be so hard
Growing up I was intelligent
Have a amazing degree
But the closed doors remind me
My age is all that matters

Life kicked me down
My own mother pushes me further
Reminding me that
It is only the scars she sees

Talked aitha friend
Trying to distract myself
And get kicked again
Reminded that my past
Is what they see

I thought I got to shed those chains
Break free of the torment
Called depression and suicide

But I guess the chains grew thin and tight
Like wire around my skin
Will it be painful
When the wire cuts?
Or will it be cut with ease
As I draw a final breath?
Oh, my sweet little devil
You view me so high
put me on a pedestal to display

You hold me up
Comfort me when I'm down
try to support me as best as you can

But would you still hold me close
comfort my fears
if you realized I wasn't the angle you saw

Would you still wish to be near
if you understood
that is my biggest regret

the one simple action
that controls my life
involved you?

Could you still look at me the same
or would your view change
when you see me shy away from your loving touch

Would you leave little devil
if you understood what I did
that November morning?
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
I thought it would be easy
putting myself out there
hoping to find a spark

but when I actually do it
All I can think of
is you

the warmth of your hugs
the comfort I felt at your touch
The softness of your kisses

All of it
is you
and I'll I'm doing
is chasing the ghost

of what will never be
You be black
I'll be white

I'll go first with a knight
You move a pawn

One by one our pieces move
One by one our pieces fall

But the board holds few now
Your calculations swift
Robbed me of everything but my king
A handful of pieces for you

But was that the intent
For another game

One where your white
And I'm black
Life is but a game of chess
I walked in upset
Frustrated at life
and all these children sat

each in their own cliques
each their own life
and I saw one, who reminded me
of me

not really belonging
Not sure what to do
but just wanted to be accepted

It was nice to watch them open up
Hear them laugh
Watch them smile a true smile

Life has a funny way
of being back
those memories you believe to be forgotten
My brain was turned on
The body refusing to work

After a night of trying to heal
The mind longing for the past

The sludge making moving impossible
The brain barely functioning

Now it runs miles
Every thought and idea
At the tips of my fingertips
So much to do
Little time to do it
Run
Don't think
Just

Hit the wall of exhaustion
After a few shots of espresso

But at least I got to move
Slightly better then before
It was night like the others
Everyone asleep
But the one who mind spiraled
So many times it went further in that darkness
Creeping closer to the edge of the cliff

A small voice begged for forgiveness
A single hand reaching out
"I have work, Goodnight"

The world fell
Air rushing
And the edge
Getting further from view

Only afterwards was damage realized
But would the same outcome happen
If time repeated
Or would it change

For a funeral or a second chance?
Seems like such a long time ago
5 years ago
practically a lifetime with everything that's happened
Drowning my sorrows with a clear liquid
Makes the mind only a little fuzzy
Blasting music doesn't make it leave
when the chaos is inside ones mind

It was cold that morning when it happened
a simple implication
a single phone call
and in the end
only one was hurt
beyond repair

How to "move on"
when the past still speaks up
friends, enemies, lovers, strangers
so many titles for a swift thought

How low can a angle fall
before the broken bones and care spirt
finally take their toll?

The only thing saving one from complete self destruction
was a self respect
another had for them
forever grateful
forever thankful

pushing limits
testing boundaries
only one who has gotten so far
only one
I can trust

when it was my little devil who saved me
when no one else could
Coffee in the morning
A light at 8

A warm cup of embrace
A cool drag of smoke

A heart longing for the impossible
A soul forgetting to live

Hair up and clean
Unshaven and untamed

A chance meeting
One in life's game

But those eyes
The soft brown eyes

We're ones you never could forget

I still love him
I still love her

Two hearts beat as one
Thousands of miles apart

And only time will know
If that last was it
Or if there is still a ember left in the ashes
Machines beep
Her pulse controlled by a pump
Her body still
On the white sheets

She was beaten
Left alone to die
Now just floating between planes
Her eyes closed
Mind broken

She still hears us
But how can she express
How her heart was shattered
Where there was nothing to begin with?
Its utter chaos
This idea I've had
has now taken a life of its own

Already a name and logo
already spending money
Already for the future ahead

When will this stop?
When can I breath
When do I wake from this dream?

too little time
too much work
The school must come first
for this to work

Soon it will all be over
and life blinked by
but what an exhilarating ride
What if my heart was bruised
From being dropped so many times
By hands that forgot
It was fragile

What if my trust was broken
From those who took it for granted
And never listened
When I asked for understanding

What if my skin is scared
Not by purpose
But by accident instead
By something I can not control

What if my eyes do not see right
The uncertainty of the world
When vision fades
And all I can see is the darkness I think

Could you still love me
Or even let me be around
Even if friends
It would be nice not to be alone in this silence
So small
A concept few understand

The pink ones
Tucked away safely
Protected from view
Show times I was at the end

A small final act
For the life to end

However there is another
Shown out in a collection
Different shapes
All the same size

These are white
With writting in black
Company stickies there called
Yet busy work for me

Fold and press
Shape and pull
Small cranes take flight
Creating a flock on the desk

The meaning changed
From once sarrow and a tearful goodbye
To a ray of hope
Making me stay busy when work is down

Funny how suicide cranes
Became cranes of life
The body twitches
The mind runs
All this creativity
A blur to undo
Way to many pieces
Way to little time
A mess of my making
A mess by others
Uncertainty at best
And worst a friend
Swift and simple
Just to make it stop
Maybe then
I can breathe
I could feel your hands
They way they held me close
Your soft voice
Whispering in my ear
I turned to look at you
But the empty bed
Told me it was only a dream I had
"Hey I'm in town for a little bit, did you want to meet up? We could grab coffee or a drink, know a good bar nearby. Just let me know
miss you"

read
No words ever spoken
But years of pain could be heard
The scars on the body
The fear in the eyes
The hesitation on tasks
A pain some know too well
Terrified to be alone
In the unknown
But now understanding
Now trusting
Years of abuse visible in reactions
The backups
The wide eyes
The shaking
But just as quick as it comes
It leaves and the love is accepted once again
Allowing people to get close
And trusting little ones near
Knowing there are bad days
But none will entail hits, whips, or even waiting
Even though the knowledge is there
The damage is there
Somethings can never be fixed
But they can be worked through
And what once was a scared horse
Is now a baby who comes willingly to mom
My dear child
your breath was small
and yet so perfect
you looked at the world with amazement
and it welcomed you with open arms

You were perfect as time itself.

But soon your lungs became weak
and your breathing stopped
Our miracle was gone
just as the hope we had for you

Shattered on the tile floor
just like tears of glass
We loved you
and watched you leave this world

A stone has your name in it now
and one day, when time comes for us
we'll see how much you've grown
and how much beauty
you didn't show us yet

Happy birthday my daughter.
Inspired by a story I heard from a parent losing their daughter the same day they said hello.
Unexpected
You came in swiftly
But causing panic in those that understood
Despite what we tried
We were no match for you
And with final death cries
Of clearly agony
You took him
Leaving us with a body
Dry of any soul

Why death?
Why did you have to take him in my hands?
Why must I bear this weight now?
Choices
Do I stay
Do I go
Do I continue on
Do I start over
Do I create art
Do I read a book
Do I train
Do I ride

Endless choices
Endless possiblities

and yet
I sit here
and do none of it
You walk in my shadow
Your right out of eyesight
You are always next to me

Watching
waiting
patient for the right time

The right time when you can slither back in my mind
plant dangerous thoughts
reminding me once more
that I'm nothing

A nobody
a speck in everyone's else's lives
that will be blown away by the wind
and never missed

You tell me no one would care
Because no one cares now

The final jump
the relation of a step
the pull of a trigger

then it's over
and nobody is gone
forever silent

a marked grave no one visits
a corpse encased in stone

Who would care
if nobody disappeared

when nobody seemed to care
about a nobody
I'm in so much pain
My skin has turned on me
And what once showed a few scars
Now is leather itchy
Red patches cover it
And I scratch till I bleed
The scabs get deeper
And more scars are created
With every movement
I'm tired of being in pain
I'm tied of my body hurting
I want to be normal
I want to be human
Would it be to much
If I gave up this fight
And made the pain stop for good?
Time, a wary thing
Full of potential
Full of disappointment
Each second passes
Changes fate as it does

Would lives be different
if I went left, instead of right?
Darkroom engulfs me
the shadows dancing on the walls
The bed kept me still

I struggle to get up.
My body fighting every step
my mind wanting to go back to sleep

the warm sun on my face
the birds chirping in the trees
does it still count as effort
when all I managed was to go outside?
First time in years
First chance I get to start fresh
First time I can hope for a better road ahead

All the waiting
All the empty promises
All the "Soon it will get better."

I have it in writing.
Black and white
Could things finally be falling into place?
Every day is a gift
but some gifts are gags
or unpractical
but a gift no less

Does it matter if I stay in bed today
Would it matter if I gave up
Would someone care
if it didn't matter?

Every day is a gift
Some are better than others
You only see my good days
So does it matter
if today is not a good day?
Will it ever stop?
The sirens scream
The lights flash
And I think of you

A story I believed
A life I was wrapped up in
Gone over night

Too soon I fell
Too soon I trusted
Just to be left alone

Will it ever stop
Thinking of another
As the trucks go by
Don't give me coins or bills
Don't try to pay for my skills
Don't tip my kindness
please whatever you do

Don't waste your money on me
Your words are sweet
Your intentions kind
You strive to make me laugh

But the smile hides the tears
The laugh hides the sobs
Of my heart shattering against the wall

A love I know
A love that is real
A love that can never be
Did you really wish to talk
or did you not remember when I told you I was different

you praised me
when I helped a child not breakdown
but yet it was all I could
not to do the same

You get mad when I get overwhelmed
always have to be perfect
but how can I be perfect
when you keep trying to knock me off my tightrope

so did you really wish to talk
or was this the cover
because you don't want to admit
I'm different then you?
I read
I sculpt
I imagine

These wonderful creatures
Taking flight above me
giving me the freedom

to fly once more
I feel awake
my senses tingle
Every nerve of fire

One hurdle down
One more to go
Before everything else is complete

Dragon must rise
from the ashes of the past
Injured but will fly

Time ticks
Soon
the dragon
Takes to the sky once more
When I was 11
I wished to die

Simple and painless
not sure about the thoughts

When I was 13
I wished to die

Slow and calm
Something where I would feel myself die

When I was 16
I wished to die

Expecting hospital equipment
that wouldn't save me

A hole in everyone's hearts
A message no one wished to hear

When I was 20
I wished to live

Pushing myself to exhumation
It almost made me lose it all.

My body was too tired to stay awake
A miracle I walked away

Three attempts
21 scars

All gave birth to a dragon
That still flies
despite the circumstances
I count down the days
the days where you're etched into my skin
the beauty you will be

Forever on my skin
Forever on my heart
Forever my wings of strength

Soon two become one
a perfect balance of both
a symbol of walking flesh

Soon you will take me
over the hills
and through the stars

Soon I will fly with you once more
and together
we will soar high above

just as we did the years before
A dragon's soul is ancient.
And fragile
But it holds a heart of gold in the center
That few can have love them

A heart of gold surrounded by a passionate fire
That will burn those who try to take by force
Only if the dragon allows the first to go down
The cold stone and fire will stay up
Protecting the heart

But even when the dragon cares
No one ever understands the heart
until they hold it
And understand why it is fragile
and cracked
and missing some pieces

But it still beats
And even if thrown on the ground
It does not shatter
The dragon will take it back
And wait until they can find the right one
to hold their r heart
Their soul
Their life

Once you can hold a dragons heart
then you will understand
While few walk on the surface
And why they were hunted
And hide in the darkness
Away from thieves
But still careful
Of those that come near
And the few they hold near
To draw a day
A single image
Perfect
Happy
all caught in a photo

A unrealistic image

There is no sunshine and rainbows
They is no perfect green grass
Gloomy clouds fill the blue sky
and demons crowd the image

But to draw once a day
may just keep the demons at bay.....
Such a perfect life
Such a perfect time

no limits
no boudairs

Only extremes
are for me

Is it too much
to wish them real

and I didn't have to say
those words again?
Silent sobs
tears running down the face
Screams that will never be vocalized
feelings cut before they grow

for every rose bush
has its throns
and every bud
suffocates before it blooms
E d
E d
Such a simple thing
Three little words
I trust you
I love you

But when something happens
The letters ed get added

I trusted you
I loved you

The knife those letter hold
Only make the pain worse
Now all I need
Is a upside-down u

To make it

End
I thought I was better

Accepting that time
Forced me to move on
Accepting that life
Had finally gave me a break

A break from pain
And misery
And heartache

I thought I was better

Being able to speak your name
The small uncontrollable smile
That always crosses my lips
Warming my heart
Being able to remember our time with fondness

But as soft as you memory is to me
The razor edges cut deep
The longing for your ghost
To not be a ghost anymore

Is this my curse
Forever longing one
That settled for those that punish him
Despite knowing what love really is?
Either come or go, but staying in limbo is not helping either soul in lifetimes like these Yin.
I thought I was better

Accepting that time
Forced me to move on
Accepting that life
Had finally gave me a break

A break from pain
And misery
And heartache

I thought I was better

Being able to speak your name
The small uncontrollable smile
That always crosses my lips
Warming my heart
Being able to remember our time with fondness

But as soft as you memory is to me
The razor edges cut deep
The longing for your ghost
To not be a ghost anymore

Is this my curse
Forever longing one
That settled for those that punish him
Despite knowing what love really is?
Either come or go, but staying in limbo is not helping either soul in lifetimes like these.
When my heart breaks
yours is whole

When your upset
I am the one you blow at

Everyone sees you good side
I see a monster at home

So does it mater
how I feel???
Is this fear?
Is it anger?
Pain?
oh what is it I am feeling

The numbness
the sting of a cut
the confusion
what is going on?????
Funny
how one can be surrounded
and yet feel so alone

empty
when the voices in your head
just stop filling the silence

Misplaced
in understanding
what it is I should be doing

Unknown
when this confusion
will finally end
Empty soul
Just sitting
wasting away
the night

So still
so quite
unsure about
silence made

am I
empty
or just
numb?
You suffocate me
pull me from family and friends
making me sit alone in the dark

You take my drive
my passion depleted
my hope, crushed

Why did you come back?
I thought I was getting better
I thought.....
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