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AnolikeAkau May 2014
I'd like to say I don't obsess,
but you are my obsession

I'd like to say that I'm alright
but you know the real answer to that question.

I'd like to say that I'm happy
but we both know that's a lie

I'd like to say I don't dream about you
but we both know that's not true

I'd like to say I'm really not, all that into you,
but what's the point when all I do is hope and dream for you.

You are the answers to my prayers,
you are my dream come true

The only question that I ask is
“Why can't I have you?”
AnolikeAkau May 2014
Curtains drawn
I'm in that mood
I need to **** again

Someone else
Needs to dies
Someone who's
not my friend

I'm in that mood
I need to **** that
someone I can most
certainly live without

Curtains now open
I still need to ****
Sun now shining
through the window
time to spot my target

Now I've got
in my head
who I really want

For them this won't be easy
they'll have to say goodbye
tonight will be their final night.

Now sit back, enjoy
AnolikeAkau May 2014
Open your eyes
All you can see
The color of white
The room so bleak

You can't remember
Who you are
Why you're here
How this happened

I say your name
You don't here me
You don't remember me
You don't want to

You lost yourself
In the pain
In the misery
In your life

You had a dream to start over
To make it right
To forget the past
To only know good

I don't know anymore
How long I can hold you
How strong I can be for you
How much more I can take

The tears are falling
Each one a promise
From you to me and me to you
To never let go, to remember

Just take my hand
Give me a chance
To do what I can
To help when I can

I'll jump for you
If I can't help
Take the pain away
It's the least I can do
I can jump for you
I really don't know what to call this so if you have any suggestions tell me
AnolikeAkau May 2014
Hugging you is so much better
More so than being alone
But that feeling I get
Of happiness and joy
Can't be achieved if I never see you
If we are never together

Hugging you is so much better
I feel protected
But I can't feel this
For the reason that even when I do
See you, you don't want me to hug you
You tell me to let go

Hugging you is so much better
More so than feeling alone
Any where I am
With anyone I'm with
Hugging you couldn't be better
If it was actually you
Hug deprivation is a serious illness. I get it all the time
AnolikeAkau May 2014
It hurts to see you found someone else
I heard you two are cute together
That must be a plus
I know it shouldn't hurt the way it does
It shouldn't bother me this way

We were never more than friends,
maybe not even that
but even then, in the back of my mind,
I can  hear you say to me,
“You were never good enough anyway.
You didn't even have a chance.”

Right now I only tell myself
“You saw this coming anyway.
Why'd you even get your hopes up?”
I know that you, personally, will never get to read this
but it still hurts and I know it shouldn't, oh well.
AnolikeAkau May 2014
She took a whisk to her hair
“It's my hair!”
All over the walls
Blood and hair
“It's my hair!”
Was it stress or was it fear
“It's my hair!”
That's what she screams
She whisks her hair
She's no longer here
AnolikeAkau Mar 2014
We were at the beach.
Just another day.
Just the two of us.
Along comes a little girl,
just walking by herself.
She reached out for help
but no one else heard her.
I, on the other hand, saw.
Her arms a bloodied mess.
Legs cut and lashed at.
Face, hands, and neck all
scarred and bruised.

This little girl.
Never again would she trust.
Never again would she laugh.
This innocent soul.
Never again would she smile.
Never again would she care.
This little girl would be taken in.
by the very people who,
one day, became her killers.

Just the two of us.
The only ones that saw,
this little girl, her need.
We would be the ones,
those who took her in.
we would be the ones,
the only ones at that,
to earn her trust along with a smile.
We would be the ones,
the people that had taken
her into our home.
We would be her killers.
Her poor innocent soul.
I have no idea what was going through my head when I wrote this.
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