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  May 2014 Brook Lynne
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Stop trying to remember his scent, he smelled like summer and reminds you of the time he made you laugh so hard, you snorted out milk on that dead, hazy day.

2. Don't waste your day trying to decipher what colour his eyes were, it'll only remind you of the galaxies and constellations that you once saw in his eyes

3. Stop trying to retrace the shape of his mouth in the middle of the night, you'll choke on your tongue trying to taste the mint he devoured seconds before pulling you in for a kiss

4. Stop reliving the times you clasped hands together, the glass plate will fall off your trembling hands.

5. Burn this list, admit that the galaxies and constellations shining in his eyes were wilted, the one in yours are bursting with fire. Remember on the dead, hazy day his laugh sounded like nails running down a chalkboard. Remember when you kissed, the weeds growing from his mouth entangled the roses blooming in yours.

Realize that one day, another boy is going to come and plant daisies where he left behind thorns.
Brook Lynne May 2014
Attention cutting
isn't cool
you take the blade
and drag it down
just to see the look on their faces
your a fool you know
to hurt yourself, especially for hope to get a rise

I love you friend
I truly do
but I do not love the monster you have become
you don't understand the pain you cause
to me and your family
we see the scars
that will someday become your jail bars
you will have to look at them everyday
the stupidity of your joke
when your old and gray you will wish you hadn't taken to
attention cutting

I know that something's wrong here
that you find it okay
to take a blade
and leave a mark
just so he will stay
I know you love him
and I know this is your way to make him stay
but your better than this
to good for him and that **** cursed blade

please just put it down
and think of all the people your hurting
don't you understand what your doing
it is not okay
to fake your pain
don't attention cut

You and I both know
that attention cutting is so wrong
please
I beg you stop, I love you man
I don't want to loose you
you may think that you are fine
that you wont do any harm
but you never know that for sure
you may cut to deep
you will be long gone...
This is my plea to you...please stop
Brook Lynne May 2014
YOU
DONT ALWAYS
HAVE TO BE BRAVE
LET
YOUR WALLS
DOWN...
IT IS OKAY

PEOPLE
ARE HERE
FOR YOU
NO
MATTER
WHAT THE
VOICES
SAY

DON'T BE SCARED
IT WILL ALL
BE FINE
JUST GIVE LIFE
A LITTLE
MORE
TIME

DON'T
END IT NOW
YOU JUST
BARELY
STARTED
TO LIVE
WAIT
IT
GETS
BETTER
Brook Lynne May 2014
The difference from you to me
is that I can care for you but you cant care for me
I look at you and wonder
why don't you want to come around anymore
I wonder what I did to you
why you left me alone
I needed you mom
I really did
but you choose the alcohol over me
you drank and drank
but never once thought
how it would affect me and my brothers
nah, you did not
One is always in trouble and does drugs, now he dropped out of school
Me, I got caught for smoking...hoping to get your attention-and failed
the other boy, still loves you and clings to the hope someday you will return
the youngest has forgotten you he doesn't no your name
we needed a mom who could care for us
I needed you most
I needed you when I had my first crush
I needed you when I got my first bra
But you were there for none

but most of all I needed you for things that every child needs
I need you to hold me when I was sad
I need you to be here when time got tough
but instead I was left to fight alone
didn't it occur that it was killing me inside
watching you drink and sleep and drink some more
you weren't always like this...you use to be great
you use to smile, and sing
you were always there to catch me when I fell
but then one day you totally changed
you took to drinking and never gave me a second thought
I cried for you every night
praying for you to change
but you didn't love me enough to stop
and I couldn't handle it, the pain you caused
the sadness that came slowly turned to anger
Now I am a bitter soul and I love you no more
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