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You stand there,
Under the Moonlight,
Watching the Stars
Fade out and die.
Your Eyes cry
Silent tears.
And each drop,
Screams out with Pain .

You put your hand in the Fire
While you watch yourself die
Inside, out.
You ride into the Darkness
Not knowing what it holds.
Does this pain keep you alive?

I can't stand here
Watch you disappear
Into the Night.
Watch you fade away
Slowly, like the stars
You so admire.

Why do you want to revel
In this kind of a trepidation?
Not everyone's got somebody
At least you've got Me.

Come back,
You dont have to hide.
At least,
There's something
Called
Tomorrow.
At least,
There's something
Called
**Love.
She lays there a pregnant woman
the future a burden
kicking from the inside
    begging for its time
        pleading for fruition

hush now
                     I lullaby
you will come just like I came and my dad came and my grandfather came

                                   loud and after two minutes

she lays there a pregnant woman
and I swear
                      I can feel the future kicking
I am coming it echoes
...and so it was
    ...and so it did
I can see it.

The Skin encasing my heart, pulsating.

It races.

I struggle for air.

I'm no marathon runner – I'm a chronic smoker with half a lung, with a heart in a condition much worse.

I shut my eyes, in a faint attempt to attempt to faint and shut myself off from everything that I have ever laid my eyes on.

But I still feel it.

I press my finger tips against the skin encasing my heart.

And I wince at every beat.
Just One of those nights...
WHEN I TALKED TO YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME I DIDN'T THINK OF MYSELF AS SOMEONE WHO WANTS TO ENGRAVE A PART OF THEM SELF IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER BUT I DO, I DO, I DO AND TOMORROW I'LL SEE YOUR HANDS STITCHED WITH SOMEONE WHO YOU LET ENGRAVE A PART OF THEM SELF AND I'M SCARED, REALLY ******* SCARED THAT I'LL LOOK AT MY PALMS AND NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO BUT MAYBE IF YOU LET ME LAY ON YOUR CHEST AND ALLOW YOURSELF TO GIVE ME A SUNBURN BY HOW LONG YOUR EYES STARE AND FALL ASLEEP QUIETLY WE WOULD REALIZE HOW EASY IT IS FOR US TO LOVE AND HOW US BEING TOGETHER IS WHERE WE BELONG
In caps because I wanted it to be in caps and I like it
 May 2014 Andrew Durst
aphrodite
"You are the reason I started praying at night again."
And wishing on shooting stars, and knocking on wood...
I haven't been active lately, as I've been trying to figure some things out.
I haven't come to any concrete conclusions, but I'm hoping to find some answers soon.
Thank you to everyone who has sent love and shown concern.
I'll be posting some old drafts, as writing is still hard for me to bring myself to do.
**
 May 2014 Andrew Durst
Danielle B
When I was small
I didn't have to worry
There was no stress, no pain
Kids were never bullied
The worst that could happen to you was catching a cootie

When I was small
Kids talked face to face
No texting or email
We played outdoors
Our imagination was all we needed
Hills and valleys were our kingdoms

I remember these times
And dream I could go back
Dream that life could once again be worry free
And just live in my kingdom of imagination
I dream of going back to when I was small
You may have died young,
        but as long as
        my words live,

*You will never grow old.
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