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My world seems so different to yours
Its like I'm the moon and you're the stars
You get to twinkle at all the good and bad
While I smile at what I wish I had

You get the butterflies and flowers
While my feet dangle from the towers
You get to smell the roses everyday
As I feel myself slipping away

I found myself wishing away the years
Hoping that it'd cure me of these tears
Oh I find myself sinking far to deep
To a dot on the atlas I'd hate to keep

Getting washed up with lives current
As I wish for it to all be different
I remember you and how I wished it
Wished that I was you instead of me
Instead of this imperfect
Instead of this imperfect me

- E.A.F
For years, I was happy
Always smiling
Never really sad as I am now
The sun was always up, lights always shining

But now, I'm dying
Always depressed, found crying
The lights are out, the sun was destroyed
What's the point of living if the thing you lived for....was dead?
I am so depressed right now....
I'm breaking
Falling apart
What do I do
When sorry's not enough
It hurts to breath
The tears are falling
I want to be by his side
To hold his hand
To just be with him
My heart is in pain
Can I rip it out
It feel likes this is how my life will end
My heart is still his
It hurts
I want it to stop
I had wall
How he broke them when other couldn't crack them
It's a mystery to me
He smashed the walls to pieces
My heart belongs to him
It hurt
But,
I still love him enough to let him keep it
we all have that skill,
a skill which can overcome any burden.


so, just smile.
I have been through a lot
So much that I have nearly forgot
That my heart was tortured beyond repair
No one else's hearts can compare
The loss I have been through
With others and also you
I have died so many times
My hatred committed many crimes
I have a stone wall around my heart
One that can't be torn apart
By man nor love
Down to Hell and Heaven above
I am so cold
My heart ages, it's old
No one can save me
For I will always be...
*Empty
They say that time heals,
our pain,
our memories,
our soul,
our emotions.



Time heals none of us,
it never makes our pain fade away,
it never makes us fade away,
like our pain or memories.



Second by second,
minute by minute,
hour by hour,
day by day,
we deal and feel,
with the pain every day.



As the time passes by,
the memories never fade,
but they do become faint slowly,
we learn to deal with it.


Time never heal,
but we just learn how to deal.
My best friend
Was there till the end
And never let me down

Her silver eyes
Hypnotized
Even six feet underground

With every slice, she whispered "More"
I bled so much, I collapsed on the floor
Becoming so very weak

People say beauty is on the inside
With every cut, I start to cry
Wishing the beauty could leak
I wrote this like 10 minutes ago, and showed it to my English teacher. She loved it and helped me name it. Thanks Mrs. Helseth
Guess my hearts more fragile than it seems
Cause your the plot to these bad dreams
I keep reaching out for your voice
And wondering if I made the right choice

Since I realised what the true love is
Its when you smile 'cause of a kiss
Its something that over takes everything
Makes you feel like your heart should be a ring

Hoping it goes on and on and on
so that this love never ends
But here I am singing this ****** song
wishing we were still friends

But we'll never be friends
No never be friends again
Our love passed like those trends
But I keep looking back to when

When we first said I love you
Or had our first dance or two
When I first felt that  tinge when we kissed
Or when I didn't doubted the moments missed

Guess my hearts more fragile than it seems
Cause your the main plot to all of these bad dreams
I'm missing the sound of your voice
And I'm figuring out I made the wrong choice

Now I'm echoing to the world screaming set me free
I don't want to feel this anymore
Please take away this heart sore

Cause Since I realised what love is
I know you're the one that I miss
The sound of your heart beat
Made this empty soul feel complete

So now I'm hoping it doesn't go on and on
'cause I'm tired of singing this song
wishing you were still my friend
But I guess everything has to end

- E.A.F
A girl who understands who we are
Busy and renowned, here and far
She is another friend I have here
Perhaps the one that is sort of near
She is one of two
What did I do?
To deserve her as my friend?
We like the same things....until the very end
She is the second friend I talk to :D
She paints a pretty picture
But the story has a twist
Her paintbrush was her razor
And her canvas was her wrist

She paints a pretty picture
In a color that's blood red
And using her sharp paintbrush
She ends up finally dead

Her pretty pictures fading
Quite slowly up her arm
Blood no longer flows through her
She can no longer do her harm

Yes, she painted a pretty picture
But the story has a twist
You see, her mind was just her razor
And her heart was just her wrist

- Unknown
I did not write this poem, and I cannot give credit since I do not know who the author is, but THIS IS NOT MY POEM.
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