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This
This is what you pay to love
Take it in
To watch it burn slow
Just a reminder sometimes
*It would be better to let it go
 Jul 2015
Andrew Durst
I couldn’t
always be there.

It was as
simple as that.

And in a world
where everyone
  needs everything
to be at their
  beckoning call,

I just wasn’t
  good enough.

-Andrew Durst.
Hello everyone.
 Jul 2015
David Ehrgott
When I was superman I could fly
higher than a ferris wheel
up in the sky

'All the way up there
Where the satellites could knock you down
where a laser beam can hit your head
make you tumble

When I was superman I was living
out of town
Overseas, somewhere I cannot disclose

And I was looking for that perfect gal
but, all I found were secret agents and spies

Her name was sara foster
and I don't think I've ever had better
than that tech. busted down to SSgt.
or the blonde imitation of her

Many girls lost many stripes
when losing it upstairs
Satellites travel fast
the coffee served made [for] even faster

Running after work
Running away later
Running and Still Running
like the water[fall] [EL] Cap-y-tan
Looking to the screen
The ****** of the masses
Numbing us
Dehumanizing
Oh to live
*In the age of ice cream
If you strike me down i will become more powerful than you can imagine

No seriously if you would just ******* you'd save yourself a lot of trouble

Oh well i guess your goin for it well i hope you enjoy vengence from the grave

Becoming one with the force is pretty neat now i can ******* universal style
I am not what i look like
I am not my tattoos
I am not my disabilities
I am not my body
I am more than what you see
I am the light that identifies with infinity
I am a splinter of the Devine as you are
And someday when this body dies
And is laid in the ground
My soul will go out to everything
So there is no need to cry
Ill be with you
Because My spirit never died
Life before death
Love over hate
Kindness before rage
Peace over war
The lives we live
Are the choices we've made
Feelings shall be heard dear
Passing from heart to head
Whispered gently between souls
Love knew
                           Time may
                                                   heal the void
Expecting a different outcome
                      *I try
            just one last time
 Jun 2015
holyoak
no one believed in ghosts
until we realized everyones transparent
no one holds on tighter
than when they realize
they have to let go
but the terrifying part
is that im not sure
if ive ever been held
my hands are made of smoke
my heart is caged vapor
im reaching
for so many people
but im a phantom
made of lies & half truths
how can i be honest with you
when i could never admit to myself
that im a ghost
im a real boy
i chant to myself
as my strings get pulled
a marionette made of fog
the realest ill ever be
is when im spouting
the opinions of others
out of my incorporeal mouth
tying together borrowed words
with my ethereal tongue
as if i have a thought process of my own
whats it feel like to be a ghost?
id say like hell
but ghosts dont feel much anyway
were all living on borrowed feelings
donated sympathy
& hand-me-down ignorance
an army of ghosts
that cant even defend themselves
we bash each other
with words that are almost
as hollow as our chests
no one knows anything
about themselves
but everyone knows everything
about everyone else
we see through each other
but we cant see ourselves
we try to reflect one another
but the vapor is always shifting
its maddening
being so shapeless
yet so defined
i want a body of my own
i want a place i can call home
i want to not be shamed for my opinion
i want to respect others fully
ghosts are meant to terrify
& let me be honest when i say
ive never seen anything as ghostly
as this generation of opinionated plagiarists

[holyoak]
 Jun 2015
Hinata
Up and down your chest went,
It hasn't been the same since.
They're shallower now,
There's nothing we can do now.
You breathe as deep as you can while in your sleep,
I always wondered about your dreams.
The beeps of the monitor played a steady tune,
How annoying and so soon.
I crawled closer to you,
Age wasn't very nice to you.
I had met you long ago when you were but a young one,
And I was just a no one.
You saw me for what I was,
You, the young child from the bus.
You smiled and talked to me,
You spoke of faraway lands and dreams.
You won my heart then,
Warmed it up from it's cold prison.
We grew old together,
You always spoke of forever.
Now here you are in this wretched hospital bed,
This hospital, a prison full of happiness and dread.
Inhale.....
Exhale.....
Slower rhythm,
No more ****** spasms.
So still and stiff,
I placed upon your forehead a kiss.
Suddenly everything was quiet,
Except for the sound of your heart monitor causing a riot.
You're gone now, my sweet,
Never to laugh, never to cry, never to breathe.
Hm what do you guys think? I really don't know where I was going with this.
 Jun 2015
Tyler Durden
I hope you're happy
And I mean that.
It seems to me my hair is now longer
My pants are no longer darker
And you live a little farther.
Now happy is not black and white
Happy was spelled with a Y
Back in junior high.
Today it's spelled with a joint
A bottle of jack, Oh, I forgot the exclamation point.
In the end it seems okay.
It's been ten years, for some four, for some less.
Nothing can break us, nevertheless.
It wasn't like the movies and it wasn't like the books.
Some got lost,
and we don't exchange looks.
But I won't forget the windows down,
The music loud.
I hope it meant to you what it meant to me,
And I hope you're happy.
Much too fast
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