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She's crying in her car
For the tenth time this week
And she begs for her life to end
And her request goes unanswered
She is a hallow woman
So broken from this world
Breaking more from the brokeness
Because people tell her
it'll get better
you'll move on
you'll forget
you won't always feel this way
And she just screams
When?! When does it stop feeling like a dagger is in my chest? When do I get to smile again? When will it get better? When, because it sure as hell hasn't happened after all this time.

She sits in her car
And she cries
Tries to steady her breath
She hopes
One day she won't have to cry
One day it won't ache her to wake up
She hopes
With every tear
And somehow she thinks
Her time will never come.
In a smile
A picture of heart in a smile be found
eyes glitter sparkling diamonds round
In a smile the past do fade
in a smile a world new be made
in troubles a smile like summer shade
in a smile enemies to friends made
in a smile of a child anger end
in a smile of love eternity to spend
in a smile of forgiveness God to find
in a smile death do change its mind
in a smile strangers a family to be
in a smile beauty in the old to see
in a smile wealth doth  lose its charm
in a smile winter be felt warm
in a smile humanity doth live
a smile a treasure valued by the heart that give
I faintly remember
           a time
                           I stopped breathing and
     explored my breath
                      That moment we introduced mysteries to our bodies
                      and our souls
         walked the empty streets for awhile
                                      eventually entered a realm of human beings
           all while stuck in our own world
                             stopped
                                            yet still conscious
                              experiencing the unbelievable
                                               you with an ex
            Me with the trees and
                                           Freelance Whales echoing in my ears
                   Kid Cudi reminding me to
                                             Breathe
                               Walking along the tree shaded street side
                        Stopping every 5 steps so you may text                              your then beloved
and myself
focusing on the flowing being of

the world

eventually making it to the theater
                we stumbled upon your dad

scaring the ever loving ****
out of us and our future...
            but you handled it
and
we proceeded to watch our movie believing in a
higher power

watching over
this feeling...
I could believe nothing else

It was my interpretation of a god
emmett, I, love, you
Loving me ain't easy, I'll be the first one to admit this
And I was so wrong to be right, when I loved you

Don't forget this

People can say what they want, and do as they please
People can walk out of your life, and never even leave
Seems to me the pages are getting thinner as the story unfolds
And for the first time, I need someone to hold

Loving you ain't easy, you'll be the last one to admit this
And you were so wrong to be right, when you dumped me

Don't forget this

People can play with your heart, with the greatest of ease
People they can twist your arm, and never touch your sleeve
Seems to me I'm just another rich man in poor boy clothes
But for the first time, I need someone to hold
Song poem.
I don't need a hero
or a protector
or some to catch me

But you're there for me anyways

grabbing my hand when I slip

and kissing my lips when I'm sick

stop please
because no matter how many times you promise
one day you will be gone
and I will have forgotten how to help myself

— The End —