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 Nov 2016 Aynjul
CapsLock
~ Got used to think you're mine,
but everything is changed by time.
Yes, I'll admit I'm still a fool for you
and I'm still waiting for a sign.

Somehow I will get through,
cooking my hearth in this sad barbecue.
Someday all will be fine.
I just need rest and time... or you.

As sure as the sky is up and the ground is down
life has no meaning without you around,
but someday somehow I will be fine
I just need to rest and more time... or you.

You had a way to make me smile.
You could've kissed me one more time.
For you I would've had walked one more mile.
I just need rest and time...
 Nov 2016 Aynjul
elizabeth
Let them run freely;
Let the tears mend your broken
Heart, my dearest child.
November 10, 2016
 Nov 2016 Aynjul
Dark Delusion
When you’re about to break down.
And your heart is scattered.
The tears won’t even come out.
And feel too lonely to even care anymore.


It was too late to change.
All the little time we shared.
I regret everything and every single detail.
I hate you, but that’s not my true feelings.


It was your mistake.
But also mine, because I let you in my life.
It’s my fault for not seeing your true side.
It ended up hurting me.


I won’t ever look at your disgusting face.
But I want to see your smile that would fix everything.
Thinking about everything.
I can’t stop wanting to see you, I need you


When you can't even speak normally like always.
You need to look away and change the subject.
I was shy, but maybe too open minded.
But my feelings has now broken down.


It’s time to part ways and look forward.
Maybe we’ll see eachother again, as strangers.
And not thinking back on the past.
Still I wish we hadn't met at all.
 Nov 2016 Aynjul
Austin Heath
There was a river
sixteen miles north the highway
where we lost our sins

and sent them downstream,
where they wash their hoods with them.
White like oppression.

When we hang our heads,
they're behind us with the rope.
The same as ever.

Dry your eyes children,
the fight for bread has ended.
We fight to survive.
 Oct 2016 Aynjul
Luna Elora
From Falls first embrace
From what I had known
To be Winter's second kiss
And all twas shown
To be Spring's warming love
Into Summer.
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