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 Jan 2015 Amber K
FallenAngel93
Who am I no one really knows
when I try to get close they ask to many questions
so I put up a mask up of lies, and hurt
hoping no one will see through my phony disguise

because no one knows I cry myself to sleep at night
hoping wishing someone will free me from my curse
I try to talk to friends but they don't understand
all except one

it's like she knows about my mask of sorrow
she see's through the lies and helps me when I'm hurt
I think she knows but I'm not really sure
but until she frees me

I put my mask on hoping one day she'll take it off me
but until then we're taking it one step at a time
together hand in hand
#thank #you
 Jan 2015 Amber K
FallenAngel93
Email32
The pain that I feel so deep inside,
The hurt, the shame, and all the lies.
People that I live with thought they would be the people that I love,
With the hate, the anger, the yelling, the teasing, and the madness.
The more that I cry, the more I think there is no love.
When I go to school they always talk about me,
When I come home that's not where I want to be.
Sometimes I feel I don't want to be in this world,
If someone shot me I wonder how they would feel,
Happy, mad, or pretend that they are sad.
The pain that I feel so deep inside,
The hurt, the shame, and all the lies.
Wondering did you ever care.
Would you ever care.,
When its too late because I'm gone?
And you can't use me any longer?
napping in the shade on a late summer afternoon;
noticing the breeze across my face;
listening as my ears intercept pulsing waves of lust bursting from the throats of my avian relatives;

dying, but my way.
 Jan 2015 Amber K
spacegirlxnx
there were galaxies between us
but you still needed space.
 Jan 2015 Amber K
Santiago
A corpse said to be revived, the reanimated corpse of a dead human being by way of viral, fungal, chemical, or supernatural means devoid by thought and emotion, no sensation of pain, driven only by the insatiable drive to consume the flesh of the living.
 Jan 2015 Amber K
WickedHope
You never looked at me like that...

Together I see you
I try not to stare
That girl do you love her
Or simply not care

Attention focused
On one another
That boy do you love him
Or does it not matter

I don't care and it doesn't matter
Maybe you two will be happy together

For
You never looked at me like that...
Over you, I swear...
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