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 Mar 2014 Clara Oswin
Xyns
Our Game
 Mar 2014 Clara Oswin
Xyns
Your touch is like sin
I'll still give in

I know it's wrong
But it's all I want

Your lust infects me
Courses through my veins

I know it's not right
It'll only fuel the fight

Your voice soothes me
It moves me

I know I should run
But the game has only just begun
 Mar 2014 Clara Oswin
Elli
inhale*
heart cold as ice
exhale
I cannot feel emotions
i now enjoy writing 10 word poems. anyway, this is how i convince myself to pretend i don't feel anything and also to force myself not to cry.
The night terrors have gotten worse now
And it’s been so long since I last slept
The thought of rest is starting to sound surreal

Yet every time my lids grow heavy
This nightmare becomes reality
My greatest fear becomes my fate

In dream after dream I am forced
To see myself die, each night in a new way
Over and over I witness the end of my life

This does not scare me for I fear not the reaper
But another detail never changes
It is what I see as I draw in my final breath

This mirage of my mind stands at my side
Though she’s always just out of reach
Her eyes telling the tale of heart break

This nameless woman bears my child
For my greatest fear is not my death
It’s leaving behind the family that I never met
 Mar 2014 Clara Oswin
amrutha
Cry when you want to
But never hurt yourself
Lie when you need to
But never to yourself.
Get high when you want to
But remember where you came from
Deny when you need to
But not to a better self.
Smile when you want to
You rule your kingdom yourself
Care for them when you need to
But never at the cost of your own self.
Love people when you want to
But never forget to love yourself
Soar in love when you need to
But never expect it back for yourself.
You are a Jewel.
What if...
Hell is not a place with fire and demons.
What if...
It's a dark room with nothing but ourselves.

What greater torment can there be than isolation?
Left alone with our conscience.
Boiling and blistering in our wicked thoughts.
We are the hell we fear and everything in it.
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