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 Mar 2015
duhastnach
Bare face, full moon, we danced in irony.
With swollen eyes, anticipating dawn,
We jumped to the abyss for clarity.
Succumbing, you were fighting and withdrawn.

Swirling and twisting aimlessly, I fell.
Flaming broken bones, soaring hastily.
Your eyes pierced through me, a poisonous spell.
Damp cheeks, bitter tongue – growing vacancy.

Come hither, frightening solace of dusk,
Darkness echoed your face in paragraphs.
Part these lips with punctuations and brusque,
Poignant blank verse, depicting parallax.

Second crescent came, it was disaster.
You vanished in thin air, my sought after.
Last time I wrote a sonnet was in high school. My skills are getting rusty. But this is for you, my lost lover my most sought after. You will not be forgotten, you are now living within these lines. You will stay with me, even just in memory.
 Mar 2015
Sydney Ann
Better wrap my legs around you
'cause your eyes send me a blast
Better try to catch your breath
and put your fears in the past
Yeah you'd better close your eyes
I mean it'd be a big suprise
If I stole your soul
and was the cause
of your spirit's slow demise
 Mar 2015
Andie May ostrander
I have lost a broken doll
who is their to here this broken little thing call out
you came and yes, yes I am afraid
broken little doll will never be the same
 Mar 2015
PrttyBrd
A heart so callused as not to feel
Scars too deep for wounds to heal
A soul of kindred spirit seeks
The one, the same, however meek
And so a rip in flesh began
And blood, down tattered souls, it ran
For one to feast on demons grown
Gnawing, both through flesh and bone
Crashing casings over pain
The scars are what the feast remains
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 Mar 2015
Andie May ostrander
sometimes I think their are so man things I don't know
things I suppose I need to grow
so if you came an speak to me
of things that I should be
So many things that I cant see
like what you thought you meant to me

I will tell you like I told them
I am here for a reason
eve thou I am bleeding'
I will stand every day just to look the same
And I will fight even thou I do not  want too win
The world is falling
all around us
And I am braking with the sounds of angels
so if I do not win
think back to all that has bean
and look into my eyes and see that I am not aright

sometimes I think their are so man things I don't know
things I suppose I need to grow
Now I have said  my words
broken like a signal singing bird
broken I return to the earth
 Mar 2015
Andie May ostrander
Broken little girl you lay on the floor
You know the world doesn't see you anymore
You are lost
You cannot be found
Just fade away, laying on the ground.
Broken little girl
Who doesn't cry anymore
why are you silent laying on the floor
your eyes have lost luster
no feeling no emotion
you are void and unspoken.
Broken little girl
how do you stand up
how do you put on a smile
how do you say your all rite when we both know
your dead inside
Broken little girl taken from the world
how did you find the cordage to take your life ?
 Mar 2015
Sydney Ann
Life is like a spider's web
Piece by piece
Thread by thread
We work so hard to get it right
It's pieces pure
It's tendrils tight
You've taught me how to see my web
Through different eyes of different sizes
And recognise it's clever guises for what they really are
In other words, thanks for the insight
 Mar 2015
Sydney Ann
Through this fire I will make you burn
On and on, you people never learn

With these hands broken scared
I will turn you into a work of art

I'll mend your bones
I'll melt your skin
I'll drag you to the dark


Don't fight
as I tear you apart
Never once always twice
don't even try to get away
you're here to stay

Holding back the fire
Slipping to desire
Waiting for the crash
Everything turns to ash**

how could we face this
How did we turn into this
Broken I am changed
I know ill never be the same
Collaboration with the beautiful Andie Ostrander
 Mar 2015
Andie May ostrander
Through this fire I will make you burn
On and on, you people never learn

With these hands broken scared
I will turn you into a work of art


I'll mend your bones
I'll melt your skin
I'll drag you to the dark


Don't fight
as I tear you apart
Never once always twice
don't even try to get away
you're here to stay


holding back the fire
slipping to desire
waiting for the crash
everything turns to ash

**how could we face this
How did we turn into this
Broken I am changed
I know ill never be the same
me and the beautiful Triple
 Mar 2015
Sydney Ann
Hey....                         You
I know you've            heard it before
but you just don't understand how fake we all
look I do it too I try not to you talk about yourselves
don't question life want to be different but end up be
-ing the same on all the things that matter help
me change the world support not all I wa
-nt: to not have to hide and to not be
disgusted with everyone for
neglecting the imp
-ortance
of li
-fe
Please, re-evaluate what's really important, your video-game, or the environment. Vines, or teen suicide. Every little thing counts
 Mar 2015
Andie May ostrander
words are my cuts
pain is my dress
scars are my jewelry
hate is the melody
burns on my neck
discrimination such a symphony
I cannot describe
how bad it really hurt
With all this said I have to say I want the world to burn
one for the words they say
too for the hate
just skip three and four
five because it hurts much more
Your words has shown now layed down on my skin
how bad you never know its been
A tear for the little girl
that they always wished I had been
Who could have save me with such simple words '
if somebody just said
they knew how bad it really hurt
and knew how bad its been.
FOR ALL THE VICTUMS OF SUISIDE WHO DID NOT GET RECOGNISED BECAUSETHEY WERE DEMED UN-CONSEQWENTIAL, BY THE MIDEA. AND TO ALL PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEAN AFECTED BY IT YOU ARE NOT ALONE
 Mar 2015
Andie May ostrander
I have found the place in me
That I feel is enough

I have found my place
Weir I am excepted
weir I am enough

I wont need your words anymore
I know that I'm not worthless

Just think back to how its bean
I know that we ended broken
But in the end you taught me something

I am more than your words say I am
I am more than your words that slowly **** me

I wish I could have found out sooner
as I'm lade down in my grave
I want you to know it was never the things you said
But the fact that you said it with a straight face.
I wrote this because it is the closest thing to me I have been suicidal, and I believe that if I had not found this place in me ,that I can go to whenever I am feeling bad that I would have ended up like this....I dedicate this to all the victims of somebody's words, and to all victims of bullying because I know what it feels like to be hurt. Just know that you are enough no matter what people say words cannot take away your worth.
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