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 Jun 2015
Nicole Dawn
The laws of gravity are simple

What goes up
Must come down

But what goes down
*Keeps going down
 Jun 2015
NivineKalach
Here we go again
Different round
Same old game

It became a habit
You’re the snake
& I’m the rabbit

My friends always knew
That you’d make me
Go run after you

But baby must I spill it:
I’ll keep chasing
& would never quit it

Cause I know better
Outside the game
I will always matter
 Jun 2015
Sacrelicious
As wars wage within my heart.
I can feel my inner demons
playing my heart strings
like a harp.
A beautiful melody
of self destruction, hatred and fear.
Acoustics are great.
But I'm still waiting
for the choir of Angels
to sing songs
of love and peace.
Someday,
that's a nice thought.
 Jun 2015
maybe one more day
one day i want her to feel the pain i felt inside
one day i want her to feel what its like to take a blade across her skin
one day i want her to feel what its like to be heart broken
one day i want her to feel like she worthless
one day i want her to feel the same way i felt when she broke my heart
one day i want her to feel all alone
one day i want her to feel whats its like to get laughed at
one day.......one day i want her to feel the sadness i felt inside
i love her so much but i want her to feel the same **** i felt when she broke my heart
 Jun 2015
Holly
If one day you woke up.
And i was gone,
Don't cry,  Don't grieve.
Don't write paragraphs about how much you  loved me.
Because,
When i was alone in my darkest hours,
You weren't the one that would stay up all night
And make sure i was alright.
Don't say i was a wonderful girl and  wonder
How people could be so cruel,
Because on some ways,
You were the reason i might've
Took my life that night.
 Jun 2015
Natalie
The first night is always the hardest.
And you thought that maybe the second might be easier,
So will the following.

Perhaps you'll get used to it gradually
But that's not true.

It cuts deep every time you wake up,
Having to accept the reality all over again.
You're on a perpetual suicide
Except that you wake up instead of die.
 Jun 2015
Nicole Dawn
If I wake up
Without tears
Remind me
To be happy
For that means
I slept
Without nightmares

If I wake up
With amnesia
Remind me
To be happy
It's better this way
Memories ****
Anyway

If I don't wake up
And I lay there dead
Remind me
To be happy
This is good
I am not a
Burden
Any longer
 May 2015
Kerrigan
You describe your eyes as hazel
but they are so much more
Your eyes are not merely a colour;
a shade ; a hue

Your eyes are the reflection
of a sunset upon the ocean
Your eyes are my favourite flower
blossoming a season too soon

Your eyes are the final firework
of a beautiful display
Your eyes are the reoccurring dream
that I will just never forget

Your eyes are the door to your soul
and the window to my hope
Your eyes are so much more
than hazel

k.w

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