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  Aug 2014 Teenage Mess
Wanderer
I spent last night consoling you
Your hurt flooding Kleenex after Kleenex
Make a mess, don't spare a thought
We ladies must stick together
When the arms that should protect us
Raise in anger
That is not the love of a man
That is the insecurity of a coward
In the dark, lost
You do not need more shadows
Keep on shining pretty girl
I'll be your mirror
To Brittany. Last night was rough but you survived. I hope you come into your own and realize that love does not have to be painful or a game of using. You deserve to be loved the way YOU want to be loved.
Teenage Mess Aug 2014
Close your eyes.
Dream of the day when happiness isn't forced upon your face
Close your eyes.
Inhale the sent of wildflowers surrounding you.
Close your eyes.
Let the sun warm every inch of your cold heart.
Close your eyes.
Believe in better days.
Close your eyes.
Everything will be okay if you just close your eyes.
Sometimes i just need to close my eyes and take a deep breath, telling myself it will be okay, i always imagine myself in a field of flowers. This is what helps me calm down i suppose.
Teenage Mess Aug 2014
Mind
Soul
Body
All colliding into one.
Mingling together,
Keeping the flame of lust burning as bright as the mid-noon sun.
Cool breath fanning over burning skin.
The love they feel never wearing thin.
Wrapped safely in her lovers arms feeling far, far away from any harm.
  Aug 2014 Teenage Mess
sanctuary
I remain awake in the dead of night
Holding tears and fear of sight
I cannot be silenced
says my mind with sirens

And I cannot be fixed
said by my heart with grief and anguish mixed

**I am dying slowly but surely
Teenage Mess Aug 2014
A hallway with a door at the end.
All the lights lining the hallway are as bright as the sun.
Suddenly one by one they turn off.
You start running
Afraid of what is lurking in the now dark corners.
You're so close to the light, you can feel the warmth caressing your outstretched hand.
But your legs are getting tired, you've been running for far to long.
So as you slow down, hope starts to slip away that the light will ever be that close again.
You no longer see the light.
But don't worry, if the demons don't get you the angels surely will...
This is my explanation of how MY depression feels.
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