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Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
I see your picture
I'm flooded with emotions
I wonder
Maybe in another life

Time marches on
It waits for nobody
What will we do
Time will tell
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Overwhelming sadness
I know not what to do
Spiraling downward
No will left to fight

Each day will be better
Or so I pretend
Laughing on the outside
My insides are dead

Oh who can save me
What pill should I take
I'll take no more pills
Their happiness is fake

I'll give it my all each and every day
Will it be enough,I cannot say
I will simply keep going
Until I can't
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
The fog rolling in
Thanks to the little yellow pills
An insomniacs coffee
To help dreams begin

I dream of wonderous things
Some not so good
You take what you get
And you're happy for it

Now dreams are quite near now
So I must say goodnight
I'll write in the morning
When the sun starts to rise.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Sitting in the cafe, you turn your head
Glancing in her direction
You've seen her before
Tonight you'll say hello

Now the nerves start
Your mouth dries up
You couldn't talk if you wanted
Knees are weak

Now's the time
You're going to do it
You turn back towards her

She's gone.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
My muse has returned
Inspiration renewed
I'll keep the words flowing
All because of you

Darkness approaching
Sun has now set
Fatigue taking over
Time now for bed.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
My muse no longer visits me
I know not where she's gone
No words now swirling in my brain
I cannot take this for long

Please come and visit again
Your presence brings me peace
Without you I shall struggle
My brain unleashed a beast

I write or rather scribble
My words all skewed and trash
Until you return to me,
Writing,this is the last.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Two doves are cooing
On a branch at my window
Wonderful songs sung
My first attempt
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