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 Aug 2015 Ariel Baptista
Bec
I have lost complete control.
I waved goodbye as
it left. Now you have
overwhelmed everything that I do,
everything that I say. Please,
make me a better me
than I ever could.
Everything that I am
is in your hands
and all I'm asking
is that I can stay.
 Aug 2015 Ariel Baptista
ordained
I'm a liar, I'm a hypocrite, I'm alone and I'm defeated
I'm a sad girl with a sore heart and you're everything I've needed
I'm so ******* sorry and I feel so ******* guilty,
I'm sorry that he kissed me (I wish that he had killed me)
I'm sorry that I kissed him back and I'm sorry that it'll hurt you
I'm sorry I was mad when you told me you'd kissed her back, too
I'm torn and I'm ashamed for the ****** mess I've made
But most of all I'm sorry for thinking this would be an even trade
I'm a weak girl with crumbling walls that thought she could fix your heart
I'm sorry for only tearing you further apart
hey I'm rhyming for once!!! shame it was under these circumstances :/
At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress’d house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks—from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper
Set ope the doors, O soul!

Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love!)
 Aug 2015 Ariel Baptista
Varshini
I know I'm mostly wrong
Try to get up, try to be strong
But then I give up and
I give my heart away

Doesn't matter what people say
The things they do, the games they play
I know I should change but
I give my heart away

Every hope I hope
Every dream I dream
They all fall apart as
I give my heart away

I'll probably find someone new
Someone who wants me too
And the cycle begins again
I give my heart away...
i am living in da hood
cuz dats how gangsters shud
Trying to save you
From all the mess that occurs
In this pleasant world.
creepy little crawlers,
they have the audacity to push their slimy feelers on me,
i can already smell the stench from miles away,
their vile oil infested goo can stay away from my skin,

if only you were a creepy little crawler,
then I could squeeze your insides out,
mash your pathetic body into pulp,
but my chain is still too tight for me to run,
so I'll let you ooze yourself onto me.
yeah alright
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