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 Jun 2017 Barker
Crestfall
Living
 Jun 2017 Barker
Crestfall
As long as I die fighting for something worth living for, I might as well be alive.
© Crestfall
 Jun 2017 Barker
Crestfall
To See
 Jun 2017 Barker
Crestfall
What we never see with our eyes, we will always see with our hearts.
© Crestfall
 Jun 2017 Barker
Crestfall
Treason
 Jun 2017 Barker
Crestfall
Here's to high treason: doing the wrong things, because we have a reason.
© Crestfall
 Jun 2017 Barker
Crestfall
Don't depend too much on anything.
Even our shadows leave us when we're in darkness
© Crestfall
 May 2016 Barker
Stephan
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*Music written to
the sound of the rain,
patters of notes upon
slick windowpanes
mesmerizing a day
of reminiscence,
when two hearts
danced between
the steady drizzle

Drenched in the key
of lost moments
playing over and over
in the saturated symphonies
of my mind’s
harmonic sadness
un-tuned melodies echo
through puddles collected
within a cappella fingers
 May 2016 Barker
MakeAJoy
Forsaken
 May 2016 Barker
MakeAJoy
Why do I seem to
hear your heart breaking in two
when you look at me?

Why did I seem blue
as I stared at this picture
with your arms on me?

How did I not know
'bout the sunsets drowning us
on seas of sadness?

Why did I fall out
from that cloud of burning love
you've wrapped around me?

Why did love turned out
to be one forsaking breeze
between you and me?
Why?
 May 2016 Barker
MakeAJoy
I sometimes wonder
where are we, overtime?

I sometimes wonder
why today doesn't just rhyme?

I sometimes wonder
when's the time for this to fly?

I sometimes wonder
who would be there on the line?

I sometimes wonder
what's in it that makes me stay?

I sometimes wonder
how possible is it to go away?

I sometimes wonder
would it really be this worth-keeping?

I sometimes wonder
can we both be ones worth-loving?

I sometimes wonder
about these thoughts 'til it's midnight

I sometimes wonder
about us and will this turn right

I sometimes wonder
if you wonder 'bout them too

I sometimes wonder
if this love could save us two.
With these thoughts, I think about you, too.
 May 2016 Barker
MakeAJoy
When the world seems cruel and keeps on spitting hates. I thought there's no one who'll defend me.
But then there's you.

When the winds brought me shivers, and I'm left out in the cold. I thought there's no one who'll embrace me.
But then there's you.

When everything had gone so wrong, and I feel I'm not so strong. I thought there's no one to uplift me.
But then there's you.

When they all had turned their backs, and I'm left here all alone. I thought there's no one to stand by me.
But then there's you.

When everything turned so ******, and I broke myself down. I thought there's no one to mend me.
But then there's you.

When all along I thought, it was just me who's fighting all the beasts in this world full of wrong. I might have lost the battle and be dead by now.
But then again...
There's you.
For my mom. Thanking the heavens for such a priceless lady.
 May 2016 Barker
MakeAJoy
Overheard
 May 2016 Barker
MakeAJoy
I heard about them
'bout your cries
'bout your weepings
and your tears

I've heard about them
bumping into everything
on the sleek narrow bridge
on the frail dock by the bay
on the gutter when it rains

I've heard about these
muffled screams below
the sheets
and silent sobs
beneath the moonlight
and the pitch black
darkness of tonight

I've heard about you, too
walking through the
sharpest stones
limping through
the darkest shores
drowning yourself
in deepest points
of misery

As I step up
close to them
on those gloomy
sights of yours
and let myself be
lost in the agony
of the tune that
you keep humming
through the doors,
I felt the worst

There, in that very moment,
I've heard just one solo cry
One so devastating
One so heartbreaking
And in that one moment
I know just the reason
—and that reason is me.
I know. I am. And will be. The reason why your heart breaks. And I'm sorry for that.
 May 2016 Barker
MakeAJoy
Grabbed a paper and my soul
Didn't intend to write this queue
Searched the storm deep within
Found the eye, it leads to you.

Stumbled up and around
Scrunched up by that something
Looking around the weary hole
Found it's all for nothing.

Here I am still bound to that
Silly me, I've got it bad
Cursing you unending thunders
For that something — something we've almost had.
But almost is never enough, *******.
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