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I once was weak, dragged to the floor
Left in the dust, couldn't take anymore
I felt useless like a cracked rainbow
Desperation still seemed to grow

Nothing would ever seem to go right
I was in the dark without a light
I still kept taking those punches
One of the people life crunches

Then she came and she picked me up
I was in the shadows no longer
She rescued me when I'd had enough
She helped me to feel a little bit stronger

I was down, lower that I'd ever been
I was invisible, one of the unseen
Felt like I'd been dragged through the hedge
I was so close to being pushed off the edge

I had lost faith, I no longer believed in hope
I became near to the end of my rope
It looked like that nothing ever mattered
My mirror was all broken and shattered

Then she came and she picked me up
I was in the shadows no longer
She rescued me when I'd had enough
She helped me to feel a little bit stronger
copyright Chris Smith 2010
I stand there and wonder
When I look to the skies.
Past the clouds of thunder
And up into the heavens.

How small it makes me look
In comparison to out there.
Like each word in a book
Small in contrast to the rest.

Going even past the atmosphere
Out far into space.
Traveling miles away from here
Leaving the milky way.

Looking down from up there
It’s not possible to find me.
You probably wouldn’t care
Where I am in the first place.

However, it is a proven fact
That something so small can make a difference.
All I need to do is act
And I will show everybody.

Only one more thing to say
I may be small to the universe.
If I act upon today
I can change the world.
© Josh Buller 09/19/2010
Hello my brother
Can you spare a moment?
So glad to see you

I've been down on my luck
Living in this alley these days
Always a meal or two in the trash

So how have you been keeping?
Good to hear about the wife and kids
I understand you don't want me visiting

Oh, you want to know about Mary?
She left me a couple years ago
My own fault, too much work

The job took away all my time
Mary was feeling a little rejected
So she found herself another lover

But the job decided to let me go
I kind of allowed myself to go to Hell
So I found myself without a job or home

Yeah I heard about little brother Billy
He joined the army and went off to fight
I miss him, I wish i went to the funeral

Oh, have you really got to go?
Yeah, I know it's been good to talk
My brother, you are always a busy man

Don't be a stranger now, visit soon
I am always living in ths alley, here
Always here, drinking my bottle of rye
copyright Chris Smith 2010
When I looked into your eyes
I melted in your gaze
When our hands intertwined
My heart leaped for joy
When we were together
Nothing mattered anymore
When you wanted to be with me
My heart exclaimed victory
So quick this time seemed
Yet we were together so long
For the past months
I had something to look forward to
On that one average day
The fireworks flew
We laughed and we blushed
We walked until there was nowhere to go
Until the sun departed
We held each other close as the hours slipped by
It would appear that time is never on our side
It never is
It is goodbye
But not for long
I linger in that last embrace
Hoping that time would slow
Alas those headlights are in view
I gaze into those eyes
“Goodbye, sleep well”
Our lips meet briefly
And in that last second
I know
She is perfect
© Josh Buller 13/09/2010
It’s you** I think of
Before I go to sleep.
It’s your voice that calms me
When I laugh myself silly.
It’s you who I think of
When times are slipping.
It’s you that will reason
With  the stupidity from me.
It’s your eyes which keep me moving
From day to each day.
It’s your warmth in your touch
That makes the butterflies take off.
It’s your kindness.
That makes me want to be a nicer guy.
It’s you that I need
When I feel lonely.
It’s you that I want
Just to hold close.
It’s you that lets me know
Everything is right in my life.
© Josh Buller 10/09/2010
Hands shaking,
face burning,
vision bluring,
this is what I feel.

Pulse beating,
uncontrolable feelings,
frown setting,
this is what I feel.

Questions racing,
thoughts overwhelming,
confusing setting,
this is what I feel.

Fifty feet,
red face,
tears pouring,
this is what I'm doing.

Curled up,
with a blanket,
ripping pictures,
this is what I'm doing.

I hope you know,
I hope you see,
I hope you understand,
this is how I feel.

I'M DONE WITH YOU
I'M DONE WITH FEELING
**I'M JUST DONE
Walking alone through these deserted streets
Through everlasting shadows and still silences
The night sky is filled with stars
Slightly illuminating the pathways in which I walk silently

A raven starts to cackle and caw
Bouncing off the surrounding stone walls
Footsteps through alleyways and laughing ensues
As the dark city starts to come alive with drunks and ******

I pick up my wandering pace
To find somewhere to sleep for the night
It’s nights like these I wish you were here
To protect me and offer me shelter

Feelings of loneliness creep over me
I pass windows and see happy families cuddled together
They are safe on the inside
And I am in danger wandering these streets

But I’ve got no home, I left it behind
I threw it away, now I’m unwelcome
Left to beg now for food and money
And sleeping alone in the cold

People show up this time of night
The old men smile and they reach for me
Darting from strangers that pass me
I don’t know where else to turn to

But hope washes over me suddenly
As I approach a familiar shadow among the others
Underneath the streetlight
Is the one I have wanted to find

We are reunited as you kiss me softly
I feel safe in your arms again
I feel like nothing will hurt me
You whisper, ‘Come home to me, my Belle.’
© August 28, 2010. Shanna Howse.
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