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Its like the blank page was looking back
Hollow with its feeling

And I sat clueless
not knowing what to put in

Make it classy.
Make it real.
Make it something,
that I can feel.

Let me in.
Fill my head.
With your thoughts, words, and break
Down.
These glass walls

Fill the void,

With your voice
and I'll fill the paper
With your words
The rain
was
pounding
on my
window
spirits
begging
for an open
invitation.
welcome in
hardy
guests
welcome
welcome
but there
was
no one
there.
this is
the solid
of my
imagination
to open the door
to that
which
doesn't
wish to care.
Really if I told you
I didn't love you
I'm not here
for those
feelings

Like I
ever meant
to be anything
other than what I
was programmed to be

And so I was the doll
to be played with
as you pleased
and I wanted
nothing
other

than
what you
wanted from
a doll child like me
The dreaming lasted one more day
though
the nightmares never went away
hold me
with a mornings kiss
gasping
when there's nothing left
of you
or me
lost in the open
grinning
of the sun
seeping though
my guarded
windows
chasing back
the nightmares
Its like,
the sky was crying
for you
crying,
alongside me
and
If all emotions
could erase
the pain
that masked your handsome face
then I
would become
your porcelain doll
because I'd rather
be broken
then
never
played with
at all
Its not like you can see
the starlight
hidden behind
the clouds tonight
and I
will be there watching
as I fall
from this lonely
throne of yours
hoping that the rain
will pour

and wake

me

once

for

A smile
since you asked for one

but hold me
until
the clouds
have gone away
I will clap to a broken beat
Or maybe dance in a sunless heat
I will change but stay the same
Or will play a losing game
I am here, but now I'm there
"Madness!
Madness!"
Screams the Hare
I can dream, but I can't sleep
I would scream, but that's not me
I've begun
and how can I stop?
Well I just hope
I don't **** this up.
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