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 Oct 2018
FreeMind
I said I would not write about you
But here I am, once more.

It's all because I banned you from my heart
Yet you managed to stay in my mind
Crawling back every night
To steal my reasoning away from me
Leaving me blind
Making me follow my emotions
Until I reach you, once more.


-FreeMind
October 23, 2018
#64
 Oct 2018
Jack Jenkins
Why
I'm tired of telling the millionth person
the same story of how love died
& they pull out a pad and pen
trying to fill in the blank,
cracking the secret formula,
of why it happened:

"You two weren't compatible"

"You need to love yourself more"

"She wasn't the right one for you"

"You weren't the right one for her"

"It was just young love"

"These things just happen"

Everyone has their own perspective on it
& nobody really
listens.

Because I don't need to know why;
if I did I would be stuck in the past,
and trying to fix it.
I'm not.

I just need to know how to keep living
when every time my heart beats
it hurts because the one who I gave it to
is missing from my life

How do I not lose my breath when I think of her?
How do I quit having dreams about her?
How can I move on from losing my best friend because I lost control of my mental health and shut her out?
How does neglect become undone when you are removed from their life?

She was 7 years of happiness in my life; not a long time to many, but remember I am only 23 years old.
I grew into a man with her stitched to my heart.

So please don't try and tell me why it fell apart.
Please just tell her I love her if you see her.
//On her and friends//
I know people want to help, and I'm very grateful for the care so many have for me. It's just insensitive to try and fix someone who is just trying to learn how to move on.
If you really want to know the "why" you'd have to live through it because it is far more complex and nuanced than just filling in a blank like a crossword puzzle.
 Oct 2018
Keith Wilson
If everything is going well
then something must be wrong
 Oct 2018
Sarah
I am so sorry,
For all of it
And yet nothing at all

I'm sorry,
That I let you in
Opened up my heart
Let all that love pour out
Only to be left empty,
Discarded into a spiraling despair
As if I was nothing

I'm sorry,
That to me you were everything
You were my one source of comfort
In a world of hurt
And yet here I sat
With a gut wrenching headache
From all of this tumbling regret

I am so sorry,
That I was not enough for you
When you were too much for me
 Oct 2018
Darline Gelok
Something is lost and I choose not to look for it
But as each day passes I finding I am missing it.
I can live without it but I merely exist.
A tree exists, a bird and fish exist
Have I the same type of existence?
No thought for love or joy or tomorrow ?
Perhaps !
 Oct 2018
Chelsea Rae
It's dangerous,
The way I've sewn parts of you
Through every fibre of my being.

Now that you've messed up
All I can hear at random times
Is a tearing sound,
Like when you rip apart cloth.

Little by little
With every anxious thought
I rip you out.

Little by little
I try to forgive you,
Rethreading to repair.

What kind of tapestry
Will I be in the end?
Betrayed. And it ***** to rebuild trust.
 Oct 2018
Christina S
You didn't have the capacity
to be the father I needed you to
You didn't have the eyes to see
How my heart bled for you

Doesn't blood run thicker than water?
Why did you up and run away?
Did you know how you hurt your daughter?
It's probably best you didn't stay

The liquor was more of a priority
as it always has been and still is,
than you taking time out for me
I guess the best we'll ever have is this.
A cloudi inspired write.
As storms rage in
Pouring the heaviest rains
Sending the loudest thunders
Clouding her feelings
As she sat alone
In her dull and dreary castle

Drop by drop
Floods of doubts engulf her
Sinking every piece of fer
Drowning her from her own sea of maybe's and what if's

Maybe it was just all a fantasy
Maybe it was just her and her loneliness
Maybe they were all the same?
Maybe it's another tragic ending?

What if she never got used of the tales?
What if she never had listened to his songs?
What if she never had opened her doors?

Where is he now?
Gone? Together with his coated promises?
Husssh. She's been here. It's okay
She knows the face of short-term happiness
And he's happy now
They all are.
And there she lies, empty
Forlorn and forgotten.
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