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 Jun 2016
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

....For thinking that you could call me any name
You want,

.....Won't be the slave of love anymore to adore you,

Silly you ,
You had it all , you had my love , you were my everything,
Silly you ,
You had it all , you had my love , you were my everything,

Sitting here crying to myself about my mistake of finding you
So inconveniently in love with everything that you said
Putting me in some sort of trace in ****** Embrace where
Ones mind will link up to another,
You found you another,
Under pillows I smother myself in these walls , these walls,
Im reaching but I've reached long enough,
Can I bare...it all,
When you honestly left love it was tough,
Use to fall,
How could I put a decent price on a cuff if you regret it all,

Silly you ,
You had it all , you had my love , you were my everything,
Silly you ,
You had it all , you had my love , you were my everything,
I could stand the rain but in advance I can not stand the pain,
Silly you ,
You had it all , you had my love , you were my everything.
http://abpoefall.blogspot.com/2016/06/silly-you-featured-on-lp-titled-fallen.html
 Jun 2016
Loveless
My heart...

I feel so empty...

So alone...

So lost...

My body gets cold...

It aches inside...

Something is missing...

Something is not right...

Darkness seems everywhere...

I'm blinded...

I feel...

So lifeless...

I feel...

So feelless......
Just a little write.
Written in as less words as required to express myself.
 Jun 2016
GaryFairy
i saw a dead man today

how creepy

it was a really eerie thing
looking at his eyes
his mouth
his soul

i wondered how he had died

did he want to die?

i poked and prodded at him for a while
i wondered if he knew i was there
i wondered if he knew he was dead

was he watching me?
did he have a spirit?
was he completely gone from this world?

he was so cold
and stiff...
and still

did he feel cold and stiff inside?
or did he just feel that way to me?

i splashed water on his face

could he die again?
am i killing him?

yes and yes

i saw a dead man today
when i looked into the mirror
 Jun 2016
Pauline Morris
I'm an awful person
To all this should be plain
No matter how hard I try
All I cause is pain
Nothing is ever your fault
It's always mine
You expect me to be normal
But the cracks are easy to find
I'm at a lost
Every move I make is wrong
Every thought I have is twisted
My existence has been to long
Why must it be this way
I try my best, I swear I do
But it always falls apart
I wish my spirt had already departed, I wish it had already flew
 Jun 2016
Keith Manzano
Sometime,
crying is the only language,
a person that is hurt,
could understand....
when your mouth,
can't explain,
how broken you are.
 Jun 2016
r
A man who cannot dream
is a man without a woman,
like someone thinking of a tractor,
the loss of a limb, the bequest
of a brass bed, a rundown plantation,
a large white house with a black
dinner bell but no supper,
a wayfarer going nowhere,
a vanished explorer
sometimes lost in his own room.
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