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Andr-o-meda May 2013
Wedding bells are ringing
Ebony crows fly below the stormy sky
Laughing, smiling singing
As you cry yourself to sleep every night

No hope to get away
Because of petty things
Doesn't seem like I can stay
Because of the wedding day

Wedding bells are ringing
The dark bride walks through the door
The pendulum is swinging
As it all begins to come to a close

Bride and groom kiss
No one can ever miss
Wedding bells are ringing
As you cry yourself to sleep
Andr-o-meda May 2013
Trapped in a place
Where nothing exists anymore
Nothing good or right
Nothing is in store

For the girl by the river
We're old memories flow
Drifting around
With nowhere to go

Hiding behind
The mask that she holds
Trying to escape
The unbreakable mold

Of the cage she is held in
With nowhere to go
But the girl by the river
Can't find a way to say no

She can't get away
To find the key
That gives her freedom
For a new place to see.
Andr-o-meda May 2013
Shattered faces on the moon
Melting clocks, melting too soon

Broken hearts left on the floor
Because they can beat anymore

People crying, people trying
To pull through the night

Sowers of light
Explode before their eyes

Falling to the ground
People breaking down

As they slip through the cracks
More thunder claps

Sirens wailing
People despairing

It's all over much too soon
Andr-o-meda May 2013
Maybe it's not meant for this
Driving for miles and miles
Stuck in the same intersection
Indecisive on the turning point

Speedometer at 10
Not able to go faster
Down the yellow brick road
To have the curtain torn away

Or maybe the compass is pointing North
Going down a curvy road
Confused and alone
But maybe that is inaccurate
Andr-o-meda May 2013
A bulb, once shining bright
Started to dim
Briefly in the night

It's power source fades
Turning to brighter lights
As the bulb decays

For a short moment it shines
Again shining bright
Delivering its lines

But no one saw
How it shined so quickly
As of nothing happened at all

So it is taken out
Replaced by a new one
No matter how it may shout

The new bulb, shining brightly
Never will dim
The old chipped slightly

Broken in the trash
With no one
And no more lights flash
Andr-o-meda May 2013
I hate the thought
of losing myself to this
Succumbing to it
Not have control

But I can't handle it anymore
It may change me
But maybe that is a good thing

Especially now
That I have lost control anyways
Andr-o-meda May 2013
Shaking
Like a leaf in the wind
Not so tranquil
Not so safe

Because I could just blow away
Free to be lost
Or I could stay
Safe where I will die but still connected

Grasp as tight as I can
But I want to let go
Of the stem and the root
Holding me to safety
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