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 Dec 2016 bless
Ernie Wong
When I wanted catch a movie with my friends,
You ripped my ticket.
When I wanted to wear that shirt my sister gave me,
You threw it away.
When I wanted to talk,
You shut me up and cut me off.

With every little thing I do,
It's always wrong to you.
With every gifts I bought for you,
It's in the garage the next day.
With every planned surprises I made,
It's never surprising to you.

When you wanted those dresses,
I tailored them for you.
When you wanted that ring,
I worked and saved for months.
When you are always down,
I was there to lift you up.
Always.

But what about me?
Is this only a one-sided love?

While I smile everyday,
I'm walking on eggshells too.
Hanging by a thread,
Not knowing what to do.

As days passed,
Months even.
The thought of you dissipates,
More, and more, and more.
I only realized what I should had done from the start,
When I threw the ring into the sea.

All I know is,
I'm living on borrowed time.
There'll be a point in time that you are the only one who can save yourself from the toxicity of relationships. In this case, the best thing you can do, is to get out, not hold on in hopes of it getting better. When it becomes too much for you to handle, what once was happiness, will be sadness.

Stop living on borrowed time.
 Dec 2016 bless
Krysha
Pen Paper Ink
 Dec 2016 bless
Krysha
I found an empty room in you
Something i never found in everything else
All i got from them is a room
Filled with people pulling each other on the way up

Being there kind of set me free
Like a bird's first time flying
And like a child's first time walking
We all wandered and flew and soared

Did things i never thought I could
Like having the world in my hand
Seeing what my heart contains
And my love in a piece of paper

I'am a scientist, a doctor and a geologist
I'am everything, I could be everything
No one tells me what I should be
I could be a coward and still not be judged

I found the whole world in you
I felt his love in you
And it's kind of everything
Slowly I forgot my way out

It's so calm and serene
away from the chaos
Away from the pollution
away from him

Seeing nothing doesnt mean empty
Im wrong its not empty at all
It was filled with things i could not see
But Im certain it's love

*(K.Cross)
Writing is the best way to cope up with stress or anxiety. Do not let yourself be drowned and get up in that freaking water. Write if you must, write if you can and write if you want to. If no one else appreciates your story share it to do the world instead. You are never alone, always remember
 Dec 2016 bless
Ransom'sTake01
The feelings I hold for you, are held back by the ways you feel.
But maybe as time goes on, what's better will soon be real.
I could go on about how your words entertain my drive to live.
To be by your side and with you so much more, there's few that I wouldn't give.
You hold me down, you call me out but you shelter me from the storm of my life.
You've taken me to some greater wisdom, such wit sharper than the knife.
You're view relates and still you widen the way I continue to see.
So maybe if I could stick here with you you'll come around and want more me.
This love I can't define, I don't even know how sure.
But what I know is that I love you now and there'll be always more
 Dec 2016 bless
Amy Greene
Moon sighs into infinity,
she moans
at the thought of morning kisses from the Sun
fleeting passions
always spinning into eternity

Moon dreams
of delicate snow angels
in a dance of wings around her
she is frozen stardust carved by a sightless deity
she is ice
glistening when the Sun touches her
melting
when the Sun touches her
melting
at his touch

Moon closes her eyes, whispers
touch me
Sun opens his eyes, smiles

they are one
dawn
symphony
 Dec 2016 bless
K Marie
If I must die,
Let it be as a leaf does in autumn.
A brilliant flash of color
Gentle drifting to the ground.
Oh, let me die as a leaf does
When the mornings are cool
And the air is crisp.
Let me dance upon the breeze
Let me rest upon the pavement.
If I must die,
Let it as a leaf does in autumn
Fading away
Before the cold of winter.
 Dec 2016 bless
thehiddenwriter
Your heart has been broken
just like a leaf which fell down from it's tree,
It wasn't intended and
neither did you ever thought of it,
But for something new to come old must go and
when one doesn't go ,
Often -
It's forcefully detached.
 Dec 2016 bless
Autumn Rose
Yesterday I
opened my old
poetry book, when
I found a pressed
autumn leaf.
Its fragrance took
me back in time,
back in that cold rainy day
Then I was so young
and beautiful
when it got caught in
my hair by the
mischievous wind,
bathed in sky's tears.
But now it's dried
And it will never
be as it was before.
Just like me...
Today i really did find an old autumn leaf pressed in my old poetry book. It brought back so many memories.
Good times...
 Dec 2016 bless
thehiddenwriter
Even the leaf was once beautiful

Until it fell of from its tree,

It was once full of life and zest

But now it just lies on the ground

Shredding piece by piece
 Dec 2016 bless
Sa
A fallen leaf
(now brown and dry)
died with a wish
to fly high
to reach the sky
or
to get burned~
giving fire a longer life
or
to get buried
feeding the earth
or
to float on water
giving an ant
a reason to not die.
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