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ghost Jan 2021
Give me an ink
To drink
And I will ***** out my pain

All I need is a place to think
And I will sing
Out songs of pain

I wish I was an artist with brushes and paint
To picture down what is making me sink
In the tears of my pain.
ghost Jan 2021
You made me approach
And then you disappear
I let my guard down
"You have taken advantage of it.

You made my mind, a maze.
And I lost myself.
I didn't ask for your help,
I could not...

I followed you like a gullible
In the hidden game of the world,
Waiting for the impossible.

Each time, coming up,
But moving me away.
With every step, it was done
In despair...

Making me
                      hate you,
To hate
            To hear your voice,
To hate
                To love you.
ghost Jan 2021
Emptiness. Vast landscape.
Hope, glistens.
Grey clouds
Passers-by.
Emptiness.
Nothing left.
Scrabbling for scraps
In a world Unknown.
Dusk approaches
Dawn rises
And we are reborn.
Not as one, but as whole.
honestly one of my 2021 favs
ghost Jan 2021
I have been trying to fake this tough girl,
just to make them see,
that even in this rough world,
they are no one more to me.

I say I'm ok,
When I'm nowhere close to fine,
I was falling apart,
but I covered up the signs.

But now I'm gonna let them see,
what I've done to me,
I'm tired and I just want to,
Feel those Tears,
running down my cheeks,
that I held back so long,
Because they'd said I'm weak.
I want to feel those tears,
feel them wet my skin,
They've lost for so long,
this time I want to let them win,
I want to feel those tears.

The anthem used to go,
I'm ok go away.
I know I'm broken,
I'm alive, I'm awake.

But I'm not gonna lie,
not today,
I know I'm broken,
but it's not too late.

But now I'm gonna let them see,
what I've done to me,
I'm tired and I just want to,
Feel those Tears,
running down my cheeks,
that I held back so long,
Because they'd say I'm weak,
I want to feel those tears,
feel them wet my skin,
They've lost for so long,
this time I want to let them win,
I want to feel those tears.

Sometimes I don't feel like talking,
But I got to keep going, got to keep walking,
Sometimes I just want to sit here crying,
But now all I want to do is feel those tears.
this is probably one of my longest poems.
ghost Jan 2021
Truth be told
i have not said
less than what
has left me dead.

Every wave
a drop of red
splashing shade
vermillions wet.

Companion thou hast never met,
must be freed out of my head.
But for that first i must invite,
thee inside this trembling mind.

Doors only shut,
never locked.
Needs hardly keys
to be wrought.

Lore slowly floods
with each thought.
Fills each crevace;
n' caveat.

Truth be told
i have not said
less than what
has left me dead.

Falling through
each veil of dread.
I arrive
at Amentet.

Here i may rest
for a while.
Art of chiburi
from the vile.

I'll not confess
at this trial.
Instead dance and jest
with Belial.
The wicked and worthless are always that because they "deviate" from the norm.  **** the norm. Smash the box. Don your horns.  Break the locks
lately, I'm into long poems
ghost Jan 2021
cold silky wetness touching my skin
sending a shiver through every limb
water dripping from my hair down my nose
cold wind through my jacket blows
hiding the tears streaming down my face
covering even the tiniest of space
tear-filled eyes becoming foggy
emotions drench every inch of my body
crying stops with the dissipation of the rain
a sudden downpour and we meet again
ghost Jan 2021
Pastel smudges paint the sky,
reflect on the lake in half-light.
Emerging from darkness,
frosty star flowers,
take me into deep waters,
where sad thoughts wander.
Whispers of you by the shore,
I'm waiting and waiting.
hi reposting cause its just another poem no one could see
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