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You came to me in a dream and teared up everything.
You tore off my black angelic wings. Don't they say in
the dream you can do what you always wanted too. Strip
off my dress without any kind of stress. Lick my fire blazing
burning flesh. Tell me im sweeter than sugar venom and cinnamon
flavored candy. In this land of dreams we can run wild and free between
these high forest trees. Take me for a coffee date up on a cloud. Shout I love you
out loud. Since you tore off my black angelic wings ill let you play with my
new sewed on doll strings ~
Let us experience what love is
That ever winding light
A phantom of wrong
But what else could be wrong
A perfect picture of sanctification
The beauty of the garden
It comes down to the love of two
A divine picture, the elegance of love
A perfect pure
A shining light
A love of joy
And a waiting pain
Bind us, love.
Hide us away
Quiet our eyes
Put our souls on hold
Seal what's yours
And wait from the start
It was a great night when I first met you
you introduced to me and said "nice to meet you"
I'll never forget how beautiful you are,
you shined bright like a star

Time goes by and I started to know you,
you're a good person, it's for Jesus that everything you do,
you're a fun person to talk to
and I am blessed to know you

I like the way you smile,
just to see you I would run a thousand mile
see I like you, but I don't want to speak up
'cause I don't want you to split up.
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I'm always writing about the past
All the things that went wrong
All the things I could have done
Maybe that's why nothing has lasted
That's why I'm taking the time
To write about right now
This very moment
And the way I feel about you
So one day when its all in the past
I'll be able to read it
Instead of cry about it
I'll remember the times
In which great joy accompanied me
And when pain seemed to flutter away
I feel safe
I feel a little less useless
I feel the sun shining
I feel the moon beams
I feel that life is much better
Outside of my sleep
It was an abrupt change that I never got used to
But I didn't have to
Because the second I felt less lonely
Was the second my eyes began to open
No more long nights with men who don't care
Who's names I'll forget in the morning
No more empty beds
No more tears shed
But if they fall down my face
I know you're here to dry them
Oh how nice it feels to have you lying next to me
And to awaken to your face everyday
And when love is made between us
The passion is so strong
I could cry
Who knows if we're in love
Love is not my thing
And neither is it yours
But I can't help but fall
Everytime you make me laugh
All the things that we've done
All the places that we've been
Its just the beginning
Of my wildest dream
I'm not promising forever
And neither are you
Tomorrow is a million miles away
So right now I'm fine soaking in the happiness you've brought to me
Even if tomorrow you're gone
My love for her runs so deep, It is hard for me to even sleep.
Every time I see your eye, All I want to do is cry.
I hope she will know how I feel as the days go by.
I wonder if we could be together for years to fly by.
She is the Abbot to my Costello and the apple of my eye.
The straw to my berry, The clouds that reach way up high.
She is the melody to my song, the heart to my beat.
The one who supports me when facing defeat
The one who shines throw my darkness, and makes it all so clear.
Thinking of you makes me want to shed a tear.

Jesse Packard
My hands are broken from breaking the fall because you were never there to catch me.
May Allah grant them what they deserved.
He knows best.
If we can't help them hold the gun and fight
Lets pray for them.
It is free and god is always there to listen.
I speak and make you cry,
and you tell me not to blame myself.
I can tear my own stomach out
with unparalleled willpower,
this is my life in stride.
Full stride.
The walls; black, and orange at the tips.
The carpet slowly creeps up to you,
and the paint curls as if breathing outward.
The fire makes the home come alive.
You know where to find me,
but you wouldn't know what
to look for. What to save.
Full stride.
You don't talk to me.
Full stride;
You can't fix me. We can't fix me.
That's not how this works.
If you truly thought love could
cure depression, then...
ugh...
You've been naive.
There's not a nice way to say it.
Full stride and I'm walking into
traffic with ******* pride!
I'm not involved in a massive conspiracy,
I'm a cog in a lukewarm nightmare.
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