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 May 2014 Danielle B
ilina286
I remember how blue your eyes were
The sky was nothing compared to them
How pale your skin was
Everytime our faces touched
I felt like i'm in heaven
But my soul was the hell
When i'd see you
I was burning inside
Like my heart was fighting to get out
From the cage made of my ribs
I'm not sure if it was love
But it was something,something more than my ordinary feelings.
 May 2014 Danielle B
neo
My mother told me

"always eat with your left foot"

oh wait that's not right
i don't even know anymore
 May 2014 Danielle B
Andrew Durst
What would
the world be like
if we could
pay people
with
change
instead of the
contents
of our
wallets?
Random idea again.
without you, oxygen is poison
 May 2014 Danielle B
ilina286
why everytime i close my eyes
all i see is you
?
I have a confession
It's called an obsession.
A preoccupation
With my aggression
I feel it building
Like Lego for adults
Doctors say it's part
and parcel of my
Depression.
If that's the case then
All serial killers
and not nice people
are just depressed.
Not obsessed with hurt
or pain or emotion.
Just a little down
Take a pill
Chill.
Don't ****
Don't obsess
You're just depressed.
© JLB
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