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AR Oct 2013
It's 2am and we walk apon the sand
Taking comfort in the darkness, seashells collected in my hand
I hear in my right ear the ocean in my other ear the city cry
I look up at the shimmering stars suffocating the night sky
I scribbled my name in the sand, marking where I'd been
The sea will wash it away come morn my name never to be seen
Gazing into the distance I see the city lights all a glow
Twinkling artificial stars, there own unique beauty they do not know.
AR Sep 2013
I don't want to close my eyes, shut off this paper thin mind of mine,
For it has seen too many nightmares wrote down and memorized every line
Indulged in foolish memories to weary and bleak to replay
Lost in a secret past, another time, another day
Pretending comes very easy my paper mind has corners torn
Feelings ripped from the pages, characters left behind I shan't mourn
The last chapter is on my devoid of emotion the last 3 pages are based on you
But my paper mind allows me a new beginning  your name forgotten-
your chance you blew.
AR Sep 2013
Sunset,
Reading poetry in a language unfamiliar  
Your mind focused on the pages before you
Only returning to reality to inhale fumes from the lit Cigarette you hold in your hand
Perfection is what I see
Glowing in the ambers and the topaz from the suns brilliant rays
Reaching,
I brush your lips with mine taking you off guard
The book falls from your hand
My skin taking its place
If I could have a moment forever,

God it would be this.
AR Aug 2013
Society is disease
Spreading, coursing through my veins
Choking my lungs
Polluting my brain

Skin, bones, eating disorders is beauty
Being underweight is ****

stomaching to much emotionally not enough physically

Maybe i should take on smoking to get me through the day
Maybe i should do drugs to take the hunger away

Society expects too much and gives to little
This world is so corrupt.
I dont have a eating disorder and im not underweight. I just thought id take the opportunity to show how much pressure both females and males are under by society to fit in and be the stereotypical 'beautiful'
AR Aug 2013
They say if you stare at the moon someone somewhere is staring up too  
Tonight the moon was as clear as can be so I reminisced silently of a past memory
The nights we'd spend in your bedroom the morning always came to soon
How the moonlight hit your lit cigarette the way your eyes grew sad ill never forget
Live by the sun but love by the moon a friendship that deceased far too soon.
AR Aug 2013
Today I woke up in a panicked state
Bones aching from lying awkwardly lines on my back from the pressing sheets
Turning over you're there breathing deeply asleep
Your facing away only your shoulder peeking up through the duvet
Thoughts racing I grab my t shirt and make way to leave
Only your hand reaches out to pull on my waist pulling me back to your side.
AR Aug 2013
Used and abused
Drugs and *****
The story of her life
She sits at home
All alone but takes it in her strife

No one to listen to her no one to hear her cries
Depression starts building up inside more of her dies

Her mind dissolving
Her memories fade more as each day pass
So she takes the knife and does the deed
She releases her agony, alas.
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