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i swear to god i have not felt my heart beat a single ******* time since the day you walked out of my life and even though i have no idea how to drive there is nothing more that i want right now than to pick up the keys to a car and crash in hopes that the impact might force the blood to flow through my veins again
 Oct 2014 Crying Silhouette
Lexie
Just anther devilish smile
The kind that fades after while
A cruel joke like a deep cut
They broke my shell like a nut
The names and hands come like knives
Beating on innocent lives
She tried so hard to be brave
But there was no one she could save
A kiss goodbye soon forgotten
That's proves this world is rotten
 Oct 2014 Crying Silhouette
Lexie
A fallen bridge over troubled waters
Simple nights with death's daughters
A drowned out cry for light
But it vanished into the nights
****** hands and stained towels
Empty woods and dark hallows
A candle flame put out by ghosts
Evil words raised like a toast
A dreadful plea for the end
But who knows what the day will send
Depression is staying in bed all day
Knowing beside you the demons lay
Not having the strength to stand tall
Knowing if you get up you’ll just fall
It’s feeling alone in a crowded room
Like a wilted flower that cannot bloom
It’s sleeping just to get away from reality
Tossing and turning becomes normality
Halfway up the glass does the water reach not so low,
but protruding from the vase of life, flowers do not grow.
Withered petals and sagging stems replace the living air,
colours fade, death must obey, not alive to even care.
But if i drop into the vase a magic thought from me,
I can dream and think and see, the beauty that used to be.
I wrote this one whilst admiring a dead flower in a vase.
 Oct 2014 Crying Silhouette
Miki
If you can write about it
its probably doomed
I am not a hero
But could I be the villain?
Constantly I ask myself if I know what is right
I see the cruelty of god, and the damage of lost hope
And pray that I am not the one to bring about our destruction

Some days I wonder, am I in the right?
Is my behavior justified, do I walk in the light?
Or am I the crazy one, the enemy, the threat
Could my inner darkness really cause another death?

For I am not a hero
But could I be the villain?
Am I truly capable
Of unspeakable evil?
These are the things I need to know,
But not the ones I want to.

The Antagonist of the Greater Piece
Is the hero of his own journey
But could my happy ending be
The End of All Eternity?

The Monster becomes a mirror
And in the darkness I can see us clearer
When my reflection changes shape
Into a nightmare of disgrace
I begin to find my way
Back into my darkest state

And a hero I may never be
But could I be the enemy?
Could my happy ending be the end of all eternity?
Ever wonder if you're the devil and you just haven't figured it out yet?
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