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I'm sick of stuttering
When in my head
I know exactly what i mean

I'm sick of second guessing myself
Always doubting my truth
Always lying to myself

I can't hold in another word
e v e r
I'm ready to let my voice be known

I have taken everything
From myself
Because i thought i didn't deserve it

I'm done with my past
I WILL fight for myself
I can't fall again

The cracks have fallen
Off my ***** window
And now there is nothing there
I will always prefer twigs over your diamonds

I've always been that girl

Playing in the mud

And laughing 'till i cry

An odd one?

M a y b e

But trust me

I'f you ever find me on the street

Say  a n y t h i n g

I don't need diamond words

When i have my twig

S m i l e,

And my youth
Open up the circle box
Slowly and fragile
All the same

Feel the impact of what's inside
Look into its crystal glass
See yourself looking back

Through the time warped mirror
Back to the days
Where your smile never left

Slowly feel the empty
Blank
Where your ears should be

You can not hear
How can you know?
A wishful smile breaks

Oblivion slowly wraps itself around you
As your sight is blinded
And you are alone
We walk bare footed through
City streets
Trying to seem
Bold

We cross paths
On our city streets
Barefooted and
Cold

We notice now
Our silliness
And our helpless
Ways

And turn our heads
To see a man
Walking through thorns
Without pain

Cuts and cuts
Swallow him
But he feels
None

The man is but
A dream to us
Our invincibility
Has gone
Close the doors
To cruel fate
Shut the windows
Could it be a mistake?

Wall up in safe simplicity
What is there to lose at this rate?
Can we contain every fear?
Could we ever use someone as bait?

If the Hermit does repent
And slowly opens up his gate
He may shake and tumble through
But he has escaped
You remind me of a time
When I was so helpless
Looking into your eyes
Seeing my reflection
I honestly can't believe
That you could ever feel like
Me
Yet you burn and bleed
Daily
Drowning in your river of denial
And I wish I knew what to do
But I know that if I help
You will pull me back in
And sometimes i need to walk away
No matter how cold hearted
The word "no"
Has always suited me
I refuse to let myself fall in love
With you
Just because I relate
Press my bare feet on the cold wood
Slowly pacing
Fold up the last patio chair
And fold up summer
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