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Alex Mar 2016
Now
Time seems to stop
As I sharpen my knife.
Maybe its better this way.
Now you don't haver to pretend that you love me.
Now you can be free of me.
Now you can smile and be happy,
Especially now that I am out of the picture.
Alex Mar 2016
I lost myself in a sea of sorrow.
I lost my sense of direction,
I don't know which way is up or down.
I lost the only people I care about because they left me.
I lost the will to get out of this sea.
Alex Mar 2016
Lub lub...lub lub.
I feel your heartbeat,
As my hand rests on your perfectly tanned chest.

The moonlight illuminates us like a spotlight.
The night is still and silent,
As electricity crackles in the air between us.

I have learned to cherish these precious stolen moments.
First only taken for the thrill of maybe getting caught, no real feelings at all,
But then morphing into something more, something real.

For our forbidden love can only be shown by these,
Stolen moments.
These stolen moments spent together.

As the night ends and the day begins,
We are pulled apart,
By the world.

As we leave each other's arms, crying quietly,
We both know we can never be together,
As much as we wish to be.
Alex Mar 2016
I'm losing everything.
I'm losing the love of my life.
I'm losing my friend.
I'm losing my heart.
I'm losing.
Alex Mar 2016
Darling, I'm sorry.
I should have been there for you.
I'm so sorry.
Darling, I wish you were still here.
I should have helped you more.
It's my fault your gone.
Alex Mar 2016
In the middle of a field of daisy's
Runs a river made of tears.

The river of tears grows everyday
Because of the tears cryed each day.

The days pass and it grows and grows,
Filling the field with sorrow.

One by one the daisy's die
As the river of tears overflows.

— The End —