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Higher than the highest mountains,
That’s how you make me feel when I’m with you
I never have to worry,
About being lonely again
Cause you know how I am, and it’s hard to make friends
But you’re so much more,
And so much better than all the others could ever be
Oh, I wish I could show you
Somehow make you see
How important you are,
And how much more you mean to me
Lower than the lowest low
How I feel when I’m apart from you
Waiting until I can be with you again
Cause without you, Things are never the same,
I always feel in pain,
You’re always on the front of my mind,
No matter the day, the season or the time
You’re always the peanut butter to my jelly
And the reason to my rhyme
All by myself,
I’m better on my own
That’s the kind of lie,
The kind that I used to own

I know I get mad,
I know I get sad,
I know that more than half the things I do are bad
But you’ll forgive me, right?
Cause that’s the reason that I try

I’m kind of bad at this, I’m not gonna lie
I’m not used to someone loving me
15 years in hell,
No love, no one to tell
You’re the one, the one I need
You’re the one for who I’d bleed
My life means nothing compared to yours

Sometimes I act like you’re the last thing I need
It must, cause that’s how it seems to me
Never think I’m mad at you,
When I am it’s never true
Perfection in your steps,
Kindness in every breath,
I’ll always forgive you
So won’t you just forgive me too?
I’ll always forgive you,
So won’t you forgive me too?
The light dapples in
Throwing odd shadows
On the plastic surrounding me.
Like a strange sunset put there
To taunt my eyes

Each droplet of water
Is another arrow
Shooting new spikes of pain
Through my body

Hundreds
Thousands
Millions of drops
Per second
Splash onto my skin.
1,000
2,000

I could have avoided the pain
I could have stopped this
Not going to the beach
Not going on that walk

But oh, I would not take it back.

Not one second.
Every
Happy
Minute was another
Happy
Memory

To add to my collection
And even
As I lay here
Rivulets of water
Washing down my red skin
I am making another.

You tease me
Like some cruel trickster
Happiness
Dripping down my back

Turned to cruel
Twisted
Pain
Running up my spine like a knife.

Oh, blissful pain
Would that I could feel
You to your full relevance

Instead, you trip over me
Leaving pain in your wake.

Like a torture machine.

This feels so bad
But so good.
Once the water is freed
From the contraption shooting it
Like a pistol in my heart
Onto my skin
It rebels against its maker
And trickles delightfully across me, sending delightful shivers
Into me
Only to betray me again.

Oh, sweet treasure
Would that your painful side were invisible
So
I
Could sleep
Once
Again.
I got a sunburn, and skinned knees. I am in copious amounts of pain. -_-
people say
the more pain you experience
the stronger you become

but I feel as though,
those people who have become so strong
due to painful experiences,
have had time to heal and grow in between
each experience.

but then there are those people,
like myself,
who don't have time to heal and grow between each experience,
because all of their life,
these experiences happen one after the other
and instead of becoming stronger,
people like us,
wither away to nothing.
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