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After all this time,
I didn't think,
It was possible to move on,
And in some ways it never was,
But somehow,
The weight has been lifted,

And I can breathe again,
Without despising the air in my lungs,
Without fearing words it precedes,
Without losing sight of hope.

I am free again,
To live without a pressure on my head,
To see a rope and not think neck,
To think neck and not feel it break.

And for this I know I have one thing to thank,
Without it my fingers would be pale and buried,
Not dancing across the keyboard in front of me,
Without it I would not be hearing the music,
Blasting through my headphones,
Without it I would have forgotten happiness completely.

The internet saved my life,
But more important are the people I met,
Through writing and pressing 'send',
The people who I will never forget,
I will remember to the end,
The people who no matter what,
I trust with my heart,
The people who shared every shot,
As I bled out my veins for art.

Thank you.

You are the parts of me I will never lose.
Call Me Satan Feb 2015
Every colour turns to grey
Every price he'll have to pay
For every little mistake
He's ever made
And though none could equal
To the pain of his latest
The loss of his love
All down to him
He drove her away
With every mistake
With every late night flit
And his latest one night stand
But it doesn't matter
Because that was a mistake
And it's guaranteed
He'll make another one tomorrow
That may equal to the loss
Of his latest love affair
As he goes back to his wife
Lost in the ineptitude
Of his mistakes
She takes another beating
For his loss.
Call Me Satan Jan 2015
His love was like the wind,
Strong and courageous,
But with the power to destroy.

My heart a willing victim,
To fall in love with the gusts of love,
How one day he'd be a drizzle,
The next; a tornado,

Ripping through my defence,
Powering through my walls,
Past my endless promises,
To never fall at all.

And me, being weak,
Like a wave that never makes the shore,
Let him take away the innocence,
His heart was yearning for.

And as that wind slowly tore me apart,
I remained that injudicious wave,
Too weak to repair my barriers,
Too broken to be saved.
A poem about heartbreak and betrayal.
"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight"

It's so beautiful, majestic
Yet a darkness fills my soul
The miles and miles of white
Yet the black is taking control

"Not a footprint to be seen"

No one dares travel this path
That I've traveled for so long
No visitors or prying eyes
To tell me what's right or wrong

"It's a Kingdom of isolation"

There's no souls, no hearts
Nothing here for me to break
Surrounded by the starry night
But I'm doing this for their sake

"And it looks like I'm the Queen"

I control this place, on my own
In my mind and I'm happy alone
I'm safe and secure with not a soul
I'm destined forever, in this place I call home

"The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside"

My emotions rage, my anger I cannot restrain
The dimmed light inside, fades every day
Complete darkness may overcome the truth
And there just may not be any other way


"Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I've tried"**

It's exploding, escaping from inside
This energy, this crazed mentality
I'm scared of what may come out of me
So, in this isolation is where I'll live my destiny
I know... Disney... "Let it Go" by Idina Mendel, beautiful song with truly deep and meaningful lyrics.
Call Me Satan Dec 2014
I'm sick of the fall
when I try to fly
I'm sick of the let-downs
and regular goodbyes

I'm sick of the lying
scheming and deceiving
sick of depression
illness and under-eating

I'm tired of living
in a misshapen society
I'm tired of myself
and my constant anxiety

I can't help but think
if I just slipped away
would anyone care
or ask me to stay?

For he says I'm his love
then leaves the next day
meets another dreadful hook-up
and presumes I'm okay

Well, I'm done with the deluding
I'm done with the cheating
I'm done with my heart
and I'm done with its beating.
Call Me Satan Nov 2014
there is a girl,
who won't give in.
you pollute her life,
with every lie and every sin.

this girl is strong,
courageous and willing.
she thinks she is tough,
but this is only the beginning.

there is a girl,
her smile so pure.
but innocence won't last,
and there's never a cure.

now this girl,
what does she do wrong?
maybe a cut on her wrist,
will prove she is strong?

there is a girl,
she can't stand any more.
she feels too weak,
her wrists are too sore.

there was a girl,
she had enough.
she didn't want to be strong,
she didn't want to be tough.

now this goes out to all the bullies.
you think you're clever, wise and loud?
well now she's dead,
do you feel proud?
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