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i needed you to show me
the strength of mountains
i needed you to relinquish your fear

i needed you to believe
i needed you to stay

but there's no reason
and there's no meaning
in this fighting, in this season

in this dying, in this needing

it was worth the fighting
but my heart will carry on beating
grasping pen and paper
and begging for some peace
these forked tongue
promises
leave me begging
at your
feet

i'd have fought the fractures
id' have fought the faultlines

all i wanted
was those words
all i wanted was to hear you say
be mine
i've been walking now
for miles
in this damp, stale

underground

left to right
right to left

but i can't find the exit signs

it's dark in here
and i don't know what it's like

outside

i just need to find the exit signs

i never enjoy being here
not even for a while
keeping my balance
walking on the lines...

...i wish they'd lead me to the exit signs.
the empire has fallen
and it will try to rise again
it had the strength of 100 horses
and 1000 armed men
but the empire has fallen,
will it ever rise again?
the king and the queen
had to forfeit their crowns
their empire is burning
and the troops are trying to **** the flames
in time,
a fallen empire will rise again.
and thy kingdom will come
thy will, will be done
but the men will always hold
the memory of defeat.
do you know what his eyes have seen?
his brother shot dead in front of him
while his mother weeps and his father burns
but you complain about a broken heel
do you know what his eyes have seen?
a little girl bleeding, down on her knees,
pleading.
but you complain about the traffic
do you know what his eyes have seen?
ak47s ripping through the streets
broken hearts
shattered dreams
but you complain about a headache
and through those eyes
he still smiles
he still laughs
and he still has peace
but you cry because you lost your cellphone
what's the worst your eyes have ever seen?
i picked up a piece
of the page
i tore
off
i set it alight
and watched it combust

not even the seasons
or the tides

between
us

could defy this gravity
or turn us to dust
11:45 and the door slams shut
the cat jumps

i glance to the couch
and i see the paper
along with two unwashed cups

the couch opens its mouth
and swallows me whole
11:49 and my breath turns cold

i just want to be done with tuesday

where you'd sit
and where you'd wait
i see ghosts
and unwashed coffee stains

i just want to be done with tuesday

and while you where never really here
and you'd never really known
this house, this cave
this place i call my home

your shadow sits
and it waits
making sure that i am safe

11:59 and i exhale
the couch spits my out
and i explode as my heart turns cold

00:06 and the bed eats me up
i'm done with tuesday

but you're not
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