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if i don't use big words
does it hide my simple message
like the fog over the river
you're my city in the valley
you fit like a size too large
and make me feel small
but I'm always warm
i’m not even
gonna throw that box
away gonna chew it
like a little fat hamster
and moan about the
black tumor inside it
stained my hands from
peeling and tearing away
to get at that little horse
touch it to my busted up
bitten lip pretend it’s
yours on mine
I got my ears plugged
Eyes tight
And
Lips shut
Reluctantly refusing
Self alluring truth
Profusely inviting
Petty captivating lies
Reinventing exits
To build refuges
Soothing fugitives
Before the hurricane rise
Are we daydreaming
When the sun's ray shines
Or are we relieving
Among the moon night sky
Promises burying hatchet
Imparting forgotten hatred
Cycling seems to be reversed
Rewinding lost tapes reserve
All this delusions inverse
Contrary motions now swerves
Hallucinating angles preserved
For I shall ink no further
The truth of this lies tethered
As this true blue love leaves
Incepting my stray mind free

©2014 Maman Screams
Broken glasses beneath my roots
Scattered memories of a girl I knew
Penetrating fragments through my open wounds
Would it be simpler to be abuse
Leaving taints as the march's wind blew
Opening circles of rendezvous
Dreams may now seems like a dejavu
Was it really you the girl I knew
Now just became part of the muse
The girl I once knew

©2014 Maman Screams
Running away seem so inevitably
The same old drive by and exits
Its sad to see you're remaking history
Tripping by fears and of misfits

Im sorry,
no longer can i take you for a ride.
As the path I'm heading spares no retreat
Im living to breathe on my selfless pride
As this life isnt always helloween,
We can't be knocking doors asking for
Trick or treat
Goodbye my dear love. Only can i pray the best and only the best for you. If god permits us together then We'll surely be together at the end of our journeys
I'll try to bring you on a journey
A realm that you have once been
I'll open up those dreams back to you
The reason why we dream when we are living
The reason why we seek refuge from this cruel reality
The reason why our connections build from this refuge
The reason why we are dreamers and can be real
There's no rush to where we're heading
For rushing will lead us nowhere
And I shall end this short to create some room for you
For the rest of this journey
I believe you'll remember
Or maybe neptune estate by king krule
Would just do
For its been on repeat since the beginning

Can’t you bare just one more night?
I wanna be with you
I wanna be used
whoever you are, wherever you are, you are wonderful.
you are full of life and love and the world is so lucky to have you walk upon it.
whatever you might be going through, it will be okay.
i promise.
everything is always okay if you're patient.
and if you wait long enough, everything is brilliant.
never think that you are the only one.
we are all broken in some way.
all of us are struggling to survive.
so please never feel you are alone.
talk to someone.
please.
if we all just spoke about how we were feeling the world would be a much better place.
if you have no-one else to talk to feel free to talk to me.
if you message me on here i can give you my email.
i'm always willing to help anyone and everyone regardless of age, gender etc.
i've been through a lot so i know exactly what it feels like.
sometimes you just need to be reminded that you are beautiful.
that you are special and loved and magical and so so wonderful.
i know it doesn't always feel like that but you are all those things.
every single one of you is brilliant and every single one of you deserves to live.
no matter what you're going through, you will overcome it and you will be okay.
i promise.
this is not a poem but i hope it helps somebody.
feel free to message me :)
 Dec 2015 Caroline Lee
EP Mason
I saw you from the bottom of the stairs before you knew I was coming
And though nervous and scared, I lingered on
I heard most things break by the ends of these types of nights
So I'll force upon every word I’ve brushed up on
Since knowing we wont speak like this again

You got a certain who knows what about you
And I got a small amount of time
To figure out what it is exactly and to whom does it apply,
But I know for a fact that these are broken nights,
Covered in bottles with the stench of a loss of life,
And I know that it's quite heartbreaking we won't speak like this again
I think this song might be about me
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