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Fleeing--Speeding Into The Impending Night,
Fleeing--Running Away From All That I Fight,
The Moon And Faint City Lights Lead A Small Trail,
My Heart Facing The Inevatable--Please Do Not Fail,
My Blood Heating,
Rushing,
Expanding In My Veins,
This Rehab Is Better Then Sitting By The Window Pane,
Tears Drying,
Intellect Dying,
My Heart Beating Steady,
And My Lungs Keep Trying,
Teeth Clench,
Human Hatred An Unbarable Stench,
Running Through The Darkness,
Running Freely In The Trees,
I'm Agile,
Fragile,
Though Strong As Stone,
In My Heart I'll Never Be Truly Alone,
As I'm Running,
It's Stunning,
How I Havent Stopped,
Usually I Would've Already Dropped,
Running--Green Irises Peel Back,
Running--A Human Heart Having An Attack,
Sprinting--Tear Filmed Eyes Glistening,
Sprinting--Those Same Eyes Squinting,
Retreating--Don't Try To Hold Me I'm Too Far Gone,
Retreating--My Wounds Have Begun Bleeding,
So Tonight,
Say Goodbye For The Evening
I Go Sprinting When I'm Depressed... I Seriously Can't Believe How Fast And For How Long I Can Run When I'm Upset
I love her with the seasons, with the winds,
As the stars worship, as anemones
Shudder in secret for the sun, as bees
Buzz round an open flower: in all kinds
My love is perfect, and in each she finds
Herself the goal: then why, intent to teaze
And rob her delicate spirit of its ease,
Hastes she to range me with inconstant minds?
If she should die, if I were left at large
On earth without her-I, on earth, the same
Quick mortal with a thousand cries, her spell
She fears would break. And I confront the charge
As sorrowing, and as careless of my fame
As Christ intact before the infidel.
 Nov 2012 ana pascual
Gemma
I am overly fascinated with self destruction.
Anything that could harm me, catches my eye.
I think it, dream it, breathe it.
Hurting myself has become everything to me.
I am obsessed and that sickens me.
I want any escape,
any way to be anywhere but here.
And at the same time,
all I want is to stay in my same miserable place.
I am unlovable.
 Nov 2012 ana pascual
Lissa Heli
Show me all the scars you have,
and the stories behind them

I want to see the scars on your fingers.
And hear about all the demons you had to fight off with your bare hands.
did you win?

I want to see the scars on your back.
From all the people who have ever hurt you.
And how I vow to not add to that collecetion.

I want to see the scars on your heart.
well i can't see them, but i can assure you i feel them.
those are the scars that hurt the most and im  sure some of those wounds are still open.

And i want to see the scars on your face.
those distinct markings that give you your features.
those marking that say you were not afraid to get up close and get hurt
for a reason you saw fit.

Will you show me all your scars?
I wont try to fix them, i promise.
because i know some of them you hold dear.
you can give me any scar you want though. i want a reminder of you.
i wont flinch, it won't even hurt.
Im used to it, so cut as deep as you want.

Darling, show me all your scars.
 Nov 2012 ana pascual
Lissa Heli
Let's take it in stride
the things we'll never say
even if it hurts my pride
we'll save it for another day

Im not sure when that day will come
or even if it ever will
but we dance to the beat of  same drum
and it keeps my hope from standing still

you're a nothing but a star in the sky, burning bright. But some stars you always recongnize, and realize they've been waiting for you all along.
 Nov 2012 ana pascual
Anon C
So long in search of a love like yours  
one that encompasses me completely
releasing all emotion
soul exposed bare and naked
to be examined and still accepted
what a revelation
that anyone would have that capability
attuned to every part of me
I respect you
seeing all my scars yet not even blinking
no cringing, no judging
only pure acceptance and love
a craving to heal, cure and dress my wounds
what a beautiful soul you must have, love
my counterpart, my companion
 Nov 2012 ana pascual
Bethany
I want to go home
Not to my dwelling
Where I keep my things
But to my home
Where I keep my heart
Feel love and warmth
And happiness
Where I can be with you
And share the love
I have to give you
Where the troubles of the world
Melt away by your touch
And there is a new sense of hope
That tomorrow brings better things
Where we dream of our future together
And work to make the dreams reality
Where you’re at is my home
For my home is in your heart
And yours in mine.

— The End —