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 Oct 2014
JustChloe
I wish life could be what i wanted it to be

but even then i wouldn't be happy

I have been living in the land of make believe

making sure people only saw what i wanted them to see

and some time along the way i forgot that i was hiding things

I forgot there was more to me then what people think

more to me than want i started to believe

wanted to believe

but now the cracks in my reality

are shining brighter

the things i hid from me are coming out so i can see

I was fine until you came and shattered me

showed me reality

made me realize that i stopped feeling

you broke my fairy tale

without asking me

but I still want my life to be what i imagined it to be

but even then i wouldn't be happy

and this one question that no one can answer for me

is it better to know what you don't want to see

Or to live your life in the make believe
 Sep 2014
Shruti Atri
Freedom,
Like the rain, it washes all away
Past memories, horrors - everything is rinsed away; relief remains.
It feels like sand between your toes,
Leaving you lost in your impulsive throes.

Freedom,
In her dissolving smiles,
Her mischievous flirts,
Her sweet small skirts...

You've missed her for so long...

The touch of her spine,
The caress of her thighs,
The weightless good byes--

Ah! Freedom, *she smells like rain...

— The End —