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Daria Jun 2014
Please.
I ask you to hear me.
Why you ignore me, there's nothing to fear.

I showed ignorance and pained for what you have done.
But now that pain is gone and I want more.
You made me feel safe and happy
I felt true love for you and had tears of joy...

Never did I feel so left alone,
so abandoned like there's no home.
I left my birthplace, I came to this place
but you still act like I don't belong..
I loved you and still will if you turn around and speak your love for me!

Sadness sweeps my heart
I need a way to part
But there is no way
I feel lost, and as if I must be cold to you too.

So please, I'm begging you, I love you and want to feel your warmth again,
and if you don't reply
I will gladly leave you,
and in my mind,
far away from you,
I will silently die.
Daria Jun 2014
Left me alone
away from people you know
Cant you see
that you were meant for me

Feelings die
So many times before
I felt like i would jump right out the door

Instead I go
and see a movie with my friends
But after it shows
I feel so locked up in my dreams

I feel the need to grow large wings
and fly away up high
Where no one seems to care
about the beauty of the sky

And I know that we will
never be as one!
And i see that maybe you weren't meant to be
with me,
But i still dream
without you.

I see what things would be
If you were meant for me
I wish i could forget
the feelings i regret
Those words that would escape
my trembling lips

My love is just too deep
You wont ever see
I want to fly away
to a magical place.

So dont come looking
I won't turn back this time
If ignorance is what you want
I'll give it to you just fine.
Daria Jun 2014
Late late late
Im gonna be late
So late in fact that everyone there
Will have someone to hate

Try try try
To flee and run outside
Theyr'e here! Theyr'e here!
They'lle yell at me to hear.

Stupid, lazy one
I wanted to have time
This time i cant control
I fly but dont go

Why why why
why cant i be so quick
so quick and skilled and organized
To get outside on time.
Daria Jun 2014
This plainess that I feel right now,
is really quite an art.
The people yelling feverishly are all but just a part.
A part of this humongous ocean tide called life.

It seems like just a day ago, I felt I needed more
I needed visibility, love, and more, more, more.
It feels like just the purity and carelessness of life
is that what I so needed in my attempts at living life.

It turns out you dont have to worry
you don't have to think
about your looks, who loves you and about what you should think.
Apparently this stillness, this plainess that's inside,
this easy going carelessness that you don't have to hide
is just what people notice about you wanting more
about you craving love and attention and what's for you in store.

They'll crave for your attention
and will want to be with you.
It's funny how instead of you
They're the ones craving more.
Tryng to say that if you keep trying to get to people, they always seem to leave and ignore. But once you calm and find inner peace, and not feel obliged to meet people all the time, friends will be made much easier and the people you so craved to talk to just might come over.
Daria Jun 2014
You could have told me to get dressed
it didn't matter if I was a mess
That evil one could do her harm
you should have said, I would have run

Instead you stupid hopeless fool
we sat here in the dreaded gloom
and while we sat, she died from pain
the pain that came to strike again

the next time you would need some help
i will just sit here deeply calm
and even when you yell for help
i wouldn't even call my mom

This tingly, hot red feeling that I feel
Could be only true for you
there is no seal; i broke it all
and all your faults will fall on you.
Daria Jun 2014
Slowly slowly time goes slowly
As the hours ticking by
drag on deeply, deeply, deeply
And it might be late to try.

How can I explore my talents,
finish work and watch T.V.,
If the hours, hours, hours
take up too much space for me.

Slowly slowly time goes slowly
With the hours rushing past
Eyes are heavy sleep is steady
This one more shall be my last.

Slowly, drifting off to sleep
No time to rush no time to think
I take my pencil in my hand
And finish this long-worded strand.
This is interesting, because even though I say that time goes slowly, I still say that it goes fast. Time seems to be going so slow, that we waste it and then it rushes by.
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