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Like the changes in the sky,
From day to day,
I find my seasons shift
From loving to pain.

From the warmest of hearts,
To the light of your day,
The warmth on your skin-
I am touching every part of your being.

To the frost that bites your frame,
The shivers you get
When you pay too much attention,
The thing you can’t escape
Even when you find warmth again-
I will still be the coldest little ******.
A&G
Hey, did you know
You’re never alone.
At any given time
You’ve got a million million
Microscopic
Tiny little friends
All over your skin.
Don't call it a relapse.
Because I'm just getting started.
This next bowl of green goes out to all the brokenhearted.
I've been where you are
staring into the abyss.
Anything to fill the void
Always looking for the scripts.
I take a yellow for the blues
it'll kick in soon.

Feel the pain just fade away
and leave my mind in a haze.
This has become my every day.
I wish you all could feel this way.
Pain
is
the
cost
of
Love
but
like
Love
it
never
leaves
only
grows.
That's
how
you
know
you­'re
human.
You
feel
pain,
Love,
something
tangible.
For a year or so, I was happy.
Comfortable with myself.
There were always the pervading fears
And the lingering self hatred,
But I was almost happy,
For a while.
But know I see myself again,
And I do not like what I see.
My hatred is back
And I think it's going to stay
For a while.
the darkness came.
it stole almost everything.
one day it asked if i could spare a little more.
it kept asking.
every day the voice grew louder and louder.
so loud that i began to give freely.
i gave and gave.

i invited the dark thing in,
to see all that i had hidden away.
i smiled at the new friend i had made.

year after year, it came to visit.
then one day i wondered how the sun would feel. i stumbled out toward the light but the darkness ran after me.
it ******* my hands and took the key.
sometimes i hope you feel the same
and I'm not writing about love in vain
do you feel as deeply as i do?
i suppose if you did i'd still have you
do you feel love, happiness and pain?
i suppose you do,
just not for me.
i feel like more often than not,
love is unidirectional,
and for that sadistic reason,
mine does not cease to grow for you.
most of my love,
has been  a longing
kind of love.
a lonely
kind of love.
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