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 Sep 2016
Darrel Weeks
The holes in my hands will forever bleed
And it's fruit smeared
All will be decay
Where my icy fingers touch
Where blacken heart reflects
All will be decay
Decay destruction
 Sep 2016
Ramin Ara
Naked
Like water
Full of beauty
With your fingers
Write your love
On my heart
 Sep 2016
Emelie S
Was it wrong to dream so big?
Was I wrong to care so much?
The stars they stay align.
It almost seems unfair.

(Was it wrong, was it wrong)

Was it wrong for me to stay?
Was I wrong to speak that love had no name?
The streets seem empty tonight.
I almost feel alone.

What was that thing you said?
No I am not afraid.
Goodbye just means another day,
In this dark emptiness.

Was it wrong for me to run so fast?
Was it wrong to say everything alright?
Seriousness is not another cover,
It's just another ploy to hide away.

(Was it wrong, was it wrong)

Was it wrong to cry?
Was it wrong to finally be strong?
Everything I knew,
I knew nothing.

Here the ocean divides in two.
Let happiness float deep below the waves.
The reality is better set far away,
Don't ever get close enough to feel,
Maybe then you'll fall apart.

Was it wrong to dream so big?
Was I wrong to care so much?
The stars they stay aligned.
It almost seems unfair.

(Was it wrong, was it wrong)

Was it wrong for me to stay?
Was it wrong to speak that love had no name?
The streets seem empty tonight.
I almost feel alone.
What was that thing you said?
No I am not afraid.

Goodbye just means another day
In this dark emptiness.

Em S.
Sometimes you those burning questions.
..©2016 Copyright
 Sep 2016
alexis hill
wake the **** up
as if apathy is
more than half of me
casually this takes lives

and I'm another common casuality
"the poor me" type of tragedy

no you're sleeping
yeah you wish you were just dreamin
sittin on cloud 9
passin time with time

I'm trying to find the type of
"showin up for life"
kind of mentality
I want to exchange these flames for a halo

no you're not sleeping
wake the **** up
yeah you wish you were dreamin
I'm running out of patience
wake the **** up

next year I might be 23
not much to show for all of it
dually noted- I want to make a difference
so I'll have no regrets when I'm lying
on that bed losing consciousness and dyin

but I'm alive now right?
I must have meaning
but feels like
where ever I am
sunshine or snow

all the seasons go
I guess I was in it
- into some *******, for all the
wrong reasons

it's always the reasons
and reasons
are just masked excuses
I don't understand your language
HUH?

speak the **** up
and stop it
get the **** up
stop drowning is self doubt
just stop it
pick yourself the **** up
stop this

no you're not sleeping
wake the **** up
yeah you wish you were dreamin
I'm running out of patience
wake the **** up
 Sep 2016
alexis hill
he's a dreamer
she's both but definitely more
of a wake walker

certainly a dreamer cause
he flies in his dreams
high above the
cities sky line and ozone

she's got to be wake now
it's day time it's the rising
of her eyes to reflect her
consistent self revolution

it's taken some planning but
she wants to show she isn't useless
that this has all been worth it

yet she might just settle
for becoming a practical artist
in the way she piece
together her own constitution

it's the illusion everyday
that she's falling in love
and has something
she calls her nothing
 Sep 2016
Jay Dee
For a while we flew side by side
Soaring....Beautiful in the sky
With you; you had me one thousand feet off the ground
I was so high
Then that's when it happened
That's when you shot me back down
Pain so real; In my tears I drowned
My heart splattered on the wall
My legs were shot; couldn't even crawl
You kept flying
*And my feet were impaled to the scorching ground

I was dying
And you kept flying
While I couldn't get my feet off the ground




-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016
#Flying #Love #Heartbreak #Dying
 Sep 2016
Ma Cherie
Today my  heart
      well it  is saddened
            it sits low
            in the Stillness now
            my precious voice
           I so long to find her
             taken weary
               by a wanton Thief

                  why...
                     I wish
                    for to ask you
                    your
             sweet sound
          that you  own too
       inspired chords
        oh I wish to hear you
          bringing tears
           in a thorny crown

            as you  steal
         my aching heartbeat
         in longing pangs
            of envy wild
             jealous lust
            is steering spirits
         if a willing voice
       souls lost in  time

           do not take
        that Midnight train ride
          consumed by feined
               affections lost
               sing my heart
              releasing chest pain
               forming blood
           in an endless tide

        as I lay bleeding
       morning offers
       a chance for peace
      in  moonsoaked clouds
        the trees
          I can hear them
            softly whisper
             gently near
           wounded wings
        were just repaired


      I pray for rain
     and to show us how to
      be better as
        we drain this ink
            telluric beds
          already laid in
         the laying long
           let go of sin

          like the voice
           that I
           can't hear now
          it's not you
       that I'm afraid
       it is the sound
       of  endless Silence
         Paining ears
          in a deafening pound

            I hear
         it  calling
           from
          a battle
              waging
                   lost
                   a tragic end
                    voices silenced
                 war of ages
             left to die
           a hefty cost.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
I've never written something like this before I'm not going to say a lot about it..
specifically.
It came out like a flood something that hasn't quite happened this way in a while as some of you might remember. So this beautiful gift that came to me feels like it's in Jeopardy of being stolen and I don't understand why. I wish people could learn to love one another and really just relax trying to force everything in life and just share enjoy the moment I wanted to write something angry but I rest my spirit with this. Thank you for all who have helped me find this beautiful sound
and hopefully this is just a passing visitor.
X - Cherie
 Sep 2016
Oxytocin
Swollen eyes
Tear stained cheeks
A dusty mirror
And a beating heart
Pinching my thighs and muffin top
Fat
Ugly
Unlovable
These words haunting me

Wishing
Wishing to unzip this skin
And emerge as thin
Beautiful
Lovable

My head feels dizzy
Hearts starts to race
Warm tears streaming down my face
Smash
The mirror is in pieces
Hands are bleeding
Heart still beating
A reflection
That cannot be fixed
This is how I feel almost all the time
 Sep 2016
Emelie S
One moment you were here.
Breathing, smiling and singing in my car.

I didn't ask for this!

It took one feeling and a call.
The words were all wrong.
I knew what they were going to say.

I didn't ask for this!

I wanted so badly to see your face.
Even for the last time.
But all I could remember were the last words I said.

I didn't ask for this!

For you to be gone so suddenly.
Not to see your last moments of life.
Never being able to get to the hospital on time.

I didn't ask for you to be gone so fast from our lives.
You are so missed... Maybe I will edit this more latter but right now I can't.
 Sep 2016
KTN PRL
Memories remain
if the heart desires.
Uncaptured moment
ain't it more significant?
There is no proof it existed,
just intangible feelings and faith.
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