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 Oct 2012 Cameron Godfrey
amt
It's been a rough week,
But it's finally ending.
Finally I can sleep.

A lot of things that I didn't do,
And a lot more that I should've.
Accomplished a lot,
Let a lot of people down.
Helped others,
But hurt them more.
Didn't reach goals,
Or due dates.
Forgot to forget how to fail.

But at last,
I can finally shut my eyes,
And drift off to somewhere else
Somewhere far, far away.
 Oct 2012 Cameron Godfrey
amt
Don't say it.
I don't want to hurt you,
But I can't lie.

Don't say it.
I don't want to tell you,
But you leave me no choice.

Don't say it.
I don't want to see you cry,
But I can't say it back.

Don't say it.
Please don't say it.
Don't say you love me.
Inspired by the song Please Don't Say You Love Me by Gabrielle Aplin and a personal experience of mine!
My mistakes are what drives me
They rip at my chest and haunt my dreams
Sleepless nights and endless days
Keep me awake and deny me of my dreams

All I've wanted is to just be free
Everything is not what it seems
When will I ever find my way
I just want to chase my dreams...again
It’s hard to admit that
sometimes it doesn’t mean anything
that everyone you care about is selfish
and you don’t really know them at all.
It’s hard to admit that
time passes and you can’t feel
to know that life is slipping away
and you couldn’t care less.
It’s hard to admit that
it was all for nothing
the heartbreak and tears
they’ll just **** someone else.
It’s hard to admit that
you have no control
and that death waits for no one
not even the ones you like.
It’s hard to admit that
for some people
there is no happy ending.
And there’s nothing to be done
but hope the next beer
will put you out of your misery
for tonight.
 Oct 2012 Cameron Godfrey
DG
I remember when things were so simple
I lived life without worry
nothing could hurt me

but that was before
before life twisted on the outside and in
before I knew true emotion
The spider, dropping down from twig,
Unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.

And all that journey down through space,
In cool descent and loyal hearted,
She spins a ladder to the place
From where she started.

Thus I, gone forth as spiders do
In spider's web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken thread to you
For my returning.
I can never really sleep
so I guess I never
will
I'd give you a bit
of my heart
but you'd probably
take your fill
& that's far more than I
can currently
bear


once upon a
time
I thought I could
share



now I'm not quite sure
where
I put the ******
beating
thing


they all stand
before me
with pointed fingers
& furrowed
brows



how dare you allow yourself
to be beaten down
& change your
mind?


how dare you shut out
the spirits
& drink the cold
blushed
wine?



the earth is no longer
kind



& it eats up my vision
as I begin to
unwind
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FceDSfo8DAo
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