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Chaos May 2015
There is a
little black cloud
that won't stop
following me
around
it rains a lot
and casts
a gloomy shadow
upon the cold
ground
Chaos May 2015
It's sad to think
I once thought
I was a part of your life
Looking back I can see
I never fit in
I was always on the side
The awkward one
I thought we were friends
But now I know it was never true
I feel more lone than ever
Especially realising this
How did I delude myself?
Why did I think I belonged?
It seems like it's destined
I will always be alone
It's really sad to think
I once thought
That we were friends
Chaos May 2015
She may have been quiet, but she wasn't blind. Just because you didn't notice her, doesn't mean she didn't notice you. She saw a lot more than you thought. Like the time you tripped that boy, or pushed that girl over. She saw every little mistake, every defining moment. She was the type of girl to watch, listen and notice. She saw the pain you gave to others, but she also saw the pain you were in. She saw through the masks, the ruses, the indifference. She could see to your heart and soul, and saw what you had been through. She gave you a second chance. She let you heal and become a better person. She believed in you. And what did you do? You brushed her off, pretended like she didn't matter. All because of your friends. You didn't want to look like you cared, even though deep down you really did. *You fell for her. The girl who was invisible to everyone else. But you hid it. You hid all your feelings so you would still be cool. The girl who saved you. She could see all your pain, but did you try to see hers? She was breaking, fracturing, splintering as she was trying to piece you back together. She was falling apart and you left. You gave up on her even after all she did for you. Now, she's gone and you are never going to get the chance to make it right...
Chaos May 2015
why can i no longer sleep?
With the tear tracks on my cheeks
My vision is getting hazier
With all these passing weeks
Where are all those dreams
That used to haunt my nights
My long hours in the dark
Have been replaced with lights
My bed is extremely rumpled
From all the lack of sleep
My mind is one giant migraine
From all the late nights I keep
why can i no longer sleep?
Chaos May 2015
All I need
Is a shoulder to cry on
Someone's heart
To listen to my own

A voice to guide me
Through the darkness
A pair of eyes
So I'm not alone

All I need**
Is a someone
Just one someone
To call *home
Chaos May 2015
The soft candlelight
Illuminating her grim fate
Flickers in the gentle breeze
The glowing moon
Casts her shadow long
Swinging calmly in the night
Her quiet screams
Suddenly silenced
By the necklace of death
Her troubled soul
Finally set free
From her prison in hell
Chaos May 2015
Her words sound detached
     distant, far away
     as though he is listening
     without the telephone
Her voice seems lost
     lonely, afraid
     as though she is isolated
     from the world
Her soul seems faded
     worn, ripped
     as though she's fought hard
     but never won
Her eyes looks dim
     weary, tired
     as though what she's seen
     broke her apart
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