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Arielle Dawn Apr 2016
Sweet baby
Forgive me

I have sinned
A strayed from your love

Tenderness like a nightlight
In the darkness at the age of five

You give me warmth
I give you butterflies

Without you
Dispair is but an endless routine

Life filled with
Broken rose petals

Glitters
Fluttering hearts unseen

Lean your head
On my chest

I promise you
My heart will beat
Arielle Dawn Mar 2016
Alluring eyes
Good enough to hypnotise

perpetual grace
    Not a movement out of place

The wolf yearning

Thirsty
                              Greedy
            Lusting
                                                Craving

Twinkeling desires
Breed up like wildfire
I didn't actually finish this but I don't know where it was going either. The feelings I had died out like a match in the winter rain. Sorry.
Arielle Dawn Mar 2016
I can feel it
I can taste the taste of poison
Lingering in my mouth
My lungs filled up to the brim
And with every breath I let out

Black thorns entwine my heart
Leaving barely any space for it to beat
I dream of being taken by my sorrows
Dark winds swaying me off my feet
And numbing the pain eternally
I fantasize of being saved by death
Sweet nothingness taking me over
I wish to no longer be
This world is no place for me
Arielle Dawn Mar 2016
10 AM, train

How do you deal with other people if you don't know how to deal with yourself?
How are you supposed to tell someone you're broken?
How do you explain to people that you never meant to hurt them, and you know all too well how it feels to hurt the way they do?

How can you ever expect someone to understand?
Arielle Dawn Feb 2016
All I do is drag myself along the days
Hoping I won’t throw myself off a building along the way
I don’t feel the need to exist anymore
and I don’t see the point of being

All people tell me is that I’m stupid for saying such things
and that it’s just a fase
I’ll grow over it
and I’ll learn to deal with life along the way

Why should I learn to deal with a corrupt place
Why should I cope with being treated like ****

I don’t believe in this facade any longer
I see past the smiling faces
I don’t believe this lie we’re told to believe
I don’t enjoy being alive anymore

I’m lying to myself to keep me going
I don’t have any hope for the future anymore
Tell me why I should even try
All this does is make me unhappy

All I care for is keeping my social life going
Getting ****** up wasted so I don’t remember the pain
This system is a hoax
I wish it was simple

I wish I was dead instead
  Jan 2016 Arielle Dawn
Loxodes
The heart,
not what it used to be
Its chambers are diffrent since you left
There is no more art in the gallery
White walls, no light
Its not empty though
The space, filled with your absence
and whispers asking

*"Where did it go wrong?"
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