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as the clock rang midnight
i left home with the speed of light
with a heart full of bitterness
and a soul ripped by sadness
the road was obscure but sublime
and that owl's hoot was making rhythm
i was heading to the shadow city
where flowers never bloom and trees never grow
only mist and wind you know
no bird singing and no baby laughing
only dog barking and wolves howling
there was a castle high as a mountain
standing next to the secret fountain
the castle's bells start ringing
the ceremony is about to begin
and then i opened my eyes
it was just a dream
Do you know what it means to go nuts?

To go crazy, ballistic and out of it?

I don’t either.

What does it mean to go nuts? How does a person get so confused and lost? How are they allowed to be in that state even?

What about us? Where were we? How can we let it happen? How did we not notice it? How did we allow it to happen?

How? Why?

These questions, circling endlessly, in this head of mine.

Because people are precious, each and every one of them is precious.

That in itself is a sufficient reason to not let people suffer anymore, and yet why do they?
Suffering more than they could bear? With each second ticking, fighting a war,
Battling their inner demons.

Alone.

Till they end up losing the will to fight. And that white flag is raised.

And..

We care, we do. Notice it? We don't, specifically, we didn't. Some things are masked really well that you don't see the suffering inside.

That broken heart, crumbling, smashed into pieces.
To those who feel the darkness,
To those who starve with pain,
To those who are rejected,
To those who live in rain.

I will be your friend,
Though none others seem to be,
Though people start to hate you,
And no one seems to see.

We all have problems, we all have sin,
We all live masks and lies,
We all forget our decency,
And say things that bring demise.

So when no one else accepts you,
Still  I will be your friend.
When all is falling down around you,
To the very end.

Our Father loves us, wants to help,
And will take away despair,
He’ll fix our hearts and broken souls,
And wipe our conscience bare.
 Jan 2015 Chloe Nicole
Holly
Fires ablaze within my eyes,
A smile concealing all my lies,
Screaming, begging, calling out,
A final, frantic, desperate, shout.

Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
A vehement covet to end this pain,
This silver blade, stays by my side,
Because all hope inside has died.

As each day ends, and darkness draws,
The devil toys, with all my flaws,
I'm helpless, alone, a worthless mess,
A broken child, he must address.

I'm tempted when he calls my name,
A way out, an escape, an end to shame,
To make it feel a lot less real,
A deal with the Devil, in blood must I seal.

They'll say I died of suicide,
But no one knows how much they've lied,
It wasn't a rope, a blade, or pills,
That broke my soul, and gave me chills.

I died inside so long before,
To live each day, an endless chore,
Pills could not **** what was already dead,
A twisted soul, an empty head.

In darkness I wait, in silence, alone,
Rose-tinted nostalgia, all around me has grown,
I beckon the devil, with the key of self-harm,
And I open the door for him, with the blood of my arm.
 Jan 2015 Chloe Nicole
Holly
You are the thought that starts each morning,
The conclusion to each day.
I think of you with all I do,
And everything I say.

You are the smile on my face,
The twinkle in my eye.
The warmth inside my heart,
The fullness in my life.

The only hand that is part of mine,
The coat upon my back.
My friend and love you have my soul,
I never will turn back.

You are the dimple in my cheek,
The tingle in my soul.
The voice that makes me weak,
You're the one that makes me whole.

You are all that I have ever wanted,
and all that I will need.
You are all that I think of,
You mean so much to me.
To My Best Friend Tierane Jackson
I  Love Her Soooo Much!
 Jan 2015 Chloe Nicole
Katie W
Young is the flesh that your body may be
Frail is the mind of a body that cannot see.
 Jan 2015 Chloe Nicole
Kataleya
Love her like
She's the raging sea,
Unrestrained and dark and deep.
And you crave her touch
Through aching pores
As you slowly drown in sleep.

Love her like
She's the tender storm,
A lovely shade of grey.
Like with every whiff
Of breath she takes,
She's taking yours away.

Love her like
She's the silent clouds
With calmness floating by.
Like you'd want to make
Sweet love to her
Under the moon's apocalyptic eye.

Love her like
She's the blazing fire,
And you lust the candied pain.
Like she's the disease
That swallowed you whole
And you'd like to die again.

When her gentle touch
Makes your chest explode,
And your addiction is your girl.
Promise you'll love her
Through hell and back,
Or don't you dare love her at all.
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