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CalyPoc Mar 2013
It makes me feel so angry; if only I hadn't spoken

I fell for someone who didn't love me, now I feel so broken.

I hug myself and refuse the tears, and feel inside so numb.

I fell for someone who didn't love me; how was I so dumb?

I knew he would pick her over me, so why am I still sad?

I fell for someone who didn't love me; thinking I'd be glad.

I collapse onto my bed, hoping my sorrow will disperse.

I fell for someone who didn't love me; could it be a curse?

I swipe at my eyes, not able to stop crying so ceaselessly

I fell for someone who didn't love me; how so easily?

Tears fall down my cheeks; he made my weak heart break.

I fell for someone who didn't love me; that was my mistake.
CalyPoc Mar 2013
It was a night without a cloud
With stars shining sweet and proud
When out of nowhere came a moon
Singing with morn, a haunting tune
Nothing prepared me for that sight,
It was no pleasure, it was not bright
‘Til once again, a song rang out
And in the tune joy did sprout
The song was sung by a nearby whale,
This is my story, a sailor’s tale.


My name, you see, it is unknown,
I sail the seas, I sail alone.
I have a hook ‘stead of a hand,
It’s been ten years since I’ve seen land,
It’s been so long, I feel regret,
With all my treasure, I am in debt,
My dreams are haunting more than sweet,
It gives me dread, an undying sleep,
I’d like to meet someone like me
Who knows how I feel and sets me free
The thought of this person keeps me alive,
It fills me with love that will strongly thrive
This is the person that gives me glory,
This is my tale, a sailor’s story.
CalyPoc Mar 2013
Dark Forces
are among us...
They speak,
and they beg
They want us
in their army.
The army
legendary, they say
The army
going to war.

Our destiny,
they say.
Our fate,
they coax.
Our duty,
they demand.
We succumb
to their insults.
We don't believe
we have a choice.

Light will always
go against dark.
Yet neither can exist
without the other.
Coexistence is not
the same as resisting,
though.
You need to realize
there's a choice.
There's always
an alternative.

You just have to find it.

— The End —