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Anna Aug 2019
All of the men in her life
have ripped her to pieces
and taken her innocence away
smashing it into shreds in front of her.
These things will never mean anything
to her anymore,
because now she has a king
that has given her a kingdom
and that is all that matters.
Anna Aug 2019
My life is not found
until the earths death finds me.
My life will be forever,
in my second home,
the home that was meant to be first.
My place here is empty.
My filling is placeless.
My home is a garden,
filled with everything that
was robbed from me.
That I was deprived of.
Everything that fills my heart
will be made better.

My life is not found,
until I’m dead.
When I die,
I will be more alive than before.
Anna Jul 2019
You’ll never know
just how much I loved you.
My dear, I’m afraid that
you will never understand.
Anna Jul 2019
As each day passes
I realize that sometimes a day by day
can be too much.
That those baby steps that everyone
recommended,
they can be just as tiring as leaping
and jumping.

It’s not because im weak.
I don’t know what it is.

All i know is that i will take things
second by second.
my mom used to advise to me all the time that a second by second is far less tiring and can save you from so much heart ache. alot can happen in a day but only so much can happen in a second. thank you momma. it saved me
Anna Jul 2019
The sun warms her cheeks,
and the birds and little wooden wind chimes
sing to her happy little lullabies
that harmonize along with the precious children at play on the back porch.

This year will be so much better than the last.
This is a letter to myself and i love it.
Anna Jul 2019
My love lies like a spider twirling her web,
waiting in the middle for her prey.
One lover after another,
falling for her tricks and games,
slowly waiting for his death.

He's waiting.

And waiting.
Longing for that end
that comes at the edge of my sword.
I have never been good at finishing what I start.

Now he waits in the silence.
My silence.
the type of silence that wont bring peace,
but nerves instead.

I tried leaving a long long time ago,
to release you from having to stay with me.
I was never meant for you dear
and yet you stay.
I begged you to let go,
and yet you hold on.
Tighter and tighter the more I leave.

My love for you was hidden,
in these walls that I built,
which you finally see lying in your pools of
tears and darkness.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
I can hear you screaming my name.
It echos like cicadas in the midst of night.

Make sure you stay away from me next time, love.
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