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Anon C Jan 2013
Probably guilty of the same crime time and again
did ya know, I am right though
in all the travesties
keep looking in disgust
truly, it is a path worth walking
would you not go down
even when appearing thorny and broken as such
really, quite lovely it can be
when holding confidence with affinity
this way, I beckon
come, join me
I promise light does dawn at the end
it is just that
a long path
an enlightening road
no fear, come
Anon C Jan 2013
Kept falling off the wagon
when I saw an angel
the bridge when I see it
every day
several times a day
thinking each time
can I jump into those waters
and go down
do mermaids dance in water
can they
I want to
I cross a bridge each day. I always want to pull over and jump off of it into the water.
Anon C Jan 2013
I saw there, in a darkened room, in a corner
something...
curious, I venture closer
not sure yet what I see but it echoes of pain
many stories were hiding in the dark
and to me they were whispering
asking if I would but listen a while
it is frightening in here I know, said the voice
but the absence of light can be your friend
when in darkness you cannot see me
for I have been here so long I am but a hideous shadow
yet do not be afraid, just listen
I listened for so long
days on end I sat in the black gaining wisdom
when the final tale was told I pondered in silence for some time
finally I stood, bent down and picked up the piece of me
and took us out into the sunlight
Anon C Jan 2013
No mask is possible
when in a circular room
were there not one thing left
one ray of sunshine
peeking in a singular window in the ceiling
it would all end now
the battle is too overwhelming
to begin to fathom the war
I'm sorry if I'm too weak...
Anon C Jan 2013
I love to give myself cancer
cigarette smoke, blackening my very soul
I love to give myself liver failure
beer and liquor drenching my veins
so thick
I wake in the night dehydrated
every night
screaming thirsty for more
but more is never enough
for it is a pain I am seeking to cure
a pain so deep no demon could tend the wound
in sickening addictions
ones that will never help me
oh I see it I do
but I lack the love for myself required
to do a **** thing about it
I will never be strong enough to save me
so would you save me please
I am a weak little ******* to be sure
let me smoke your breath
the breath of your sweet life
let me drink your love
I would rather drown in that
but I am too weak to do it myself
grab me and yank me out of my stupor
because I am a **** fool
and I will never do it alone
save me from me
if not
I will **** me
Sad but true. Bad night. Why not be honest here?
Anon C Jan 2013
Were darkness not my fondest friend
my biggest fan
I might be afraid to see him creeping in again
and again
in waves, a shoreline that never recedes
darkness has his own schedule
one that does not follow the tides
look over my shoulder
the waters seem distant, so far
one more glance, RUN, the tsunami is upon me
darkness is faster
*I will drown
Anon C Jan 2013
The day I most look forward to
is the one where I actually get to relax
no need to hear the nightmarish insults
no, it is silence behind these doors
ahhhhh, lovely release
accusations flying, so quick, every night
can you shut the **** up for once
and listen
to my silence
oh sweet silence
I look forward to the day
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