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Maybe we got ourselves too absorbed
with lies that we lost our way towards the truth.
 May 2015 brian bernales
L
B VI
 May 2015 brian bernales
L
I watched the sun set
behind your eyes
and realized that
I wanted to end every day
like our yesterday.
Falling  

**
Leigh
Wonderful day
Memories fade
But never go away
Oceans crash into shores
As waves fire in the day
Light in your soul before
Everytime life throws a little dark
Thought it was very smart
For the first moon climbed above branches
Frozen in time and space
Shining through my bones
Leaving ash as remnants of the time
And burned out this link to reality
Truth lies in secret so deep within
Your heart can fall in my mind
But together we can climb
Up with the day all the way
Into the darkness of night
Everything must break
Before it can begin again
There's nothing worse than the regret
Yet more often than not
Debilitating lies can only hope to be forgotten
To find out how to get the truth
It just depends where you start
Somewhere in the highest levels of heaven
Dreams trickle down on my heart
Life is crumbling into a desperate wind
Blowing through the mirror that reflects images
Of past mistakes
Leading to the past that you missed
Your future is now
Only hatred and despair to look forward to
But you know what you can do
Change the path you travel
And the ending with the almight judge
Deciding which way to slam the gavel
I used the word prediction for 90% of this, I'm not sure what it's really about. Comments would be greatly appreciated.
 May 2015 brian bernales
Santiago
The one who LOVES
& embrace it with HUGS
Cuz one day he won't BUG
Won't even BUDGE
Take true love for GRANTED
& you will see it'll leave you UNWANTED
Disappear & you'll never be HAUNTED
No one will make you feel WANTED
Like the one that never gave up DAUNTED
It's never too late, but for you it's ENDING
You never know what you GOT
Until I'm finally GONE, All ALONG
I tried to tell YOU, My eyes only failed YOU...
I want to talk about us being married one day, but I do not dare dream about that possibility of us being together forever because you are not of the same faith. And we should have never shared those kisses between the hour hands
Time ticking away
 May 2015 brian bernales
LS
I don't know what's so **** poetic
About drinking black coffee
And being depressed
What's so 'sad yet beautiful'
About crying in the rain
Because nothing about the hurt
Is beautiful
It's ******* pain
In your chest.
It's a sick stomach
And it's not eating at all
Or eating too much.

Nothing, nothing
Is poetic about it.
It's not beautiful.

It's ugly.
And it's there.
And it won't ******* leave,
No matter what you
Write about it.
 May 2015 brian bernales
Styles
I ponder,
if he is looking down on me.
Wondering if he made the right choice.
This precious talent -- going to waste,
out of fear; it may never see the light?

I wonder,
What we he do the next same;
about this talent of mine --
let me waste it a second time,
or pass it on to a child of mine?
 May 2015 brian bernales
B
Home
 May 2015 brian bernales
B
He's home, but I don't know who he is yet so maybe that's why I'm always running because I'm trying to find him so I can finally go home.

God, I just want to go home.


B.S.
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