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Dustyn Smith Apr 2013
What have I done
Have I poured my soul to the wrong one

Was too much given
Can all my sins be forgiven

Is there any hope left for me
I do not know what he sees

Of me there is nothing left
Of life I am bereft

There is nothing I can do
Why had it all been true

Why didn't I lie like always
It is all just a haze

I handed him a loaded gun
What have I done
Dustyn Smith Apr 2013
I hit rock bottom
I needed a helping hand
To lift me out of the hole
Instead I was handed a shovel
And I dug and dug
I dug till I couldn't anymore
Till my arms we as weary as my heart
And then I dug some more
When a shovel wasn't enough
I looked up for a rope
Instead I was given a pick-ax
Deeper and deeper I delved
The ax is broken
I look up yet again
I can see no light at the top
No hand, no shovel
No rope, no pick-ax
Nothing is left
There is no where to go
I can't get out now
Darkness envelopes me
Dustyn Smith Apr 2013
I'm a broken person
And so are you

I need to fix me
But I want to fix you

I want to make you whole
Have there be no more hurt

But we are broken people
And I need to fix myself first
The first poem I've written in a while.. I don't know how I feel about it.
Dustyn Smith Feb 2013
What is the truth?
I don't know anymore
Was it all just a ruse?

Which is lying to me?
I cannot tell
Will guilty be their plea?

Which story is true?
If either even are
What am I to do?
Dustyn Smith Feb 2013
I am not lying through my teeth
I am lying through my fingers
Together we walk in silence
Your hand holds mine
I hold your's
I squeeze
tighter
Each line is one word less than the previous line.
Dustyn Smith Feb 2013
A sad lonely heart
Lived its life in vain
Always searching for its missing part
That might take away its pain

Every hour of every day
Every day of every year
None ever stayed
Some wouldn't even come near

Decades on the heart stayed lonely
No longer for its part did it look
If only it found it, if only
Nothing left, its owners life it took
Dustyn Smith Jan 2013
I told you my dream
But all you did was laugh at me
And tell me it was impossible
Soon you'll see

Someday I'll show you all
I will stand tall
Above all who ridiculed
And show you I did not fall

You'll come crawling back
Dragging yourself out of the black
Of the shadow that cast
Being gracious, it's all an act

I've had everything taken away
And everything turned to grey
Now new color has entered
And up is the only way

Someday I'll show you what I can be
That you were wrong about me
You'll be in the dust
And I'll be living the dream
©Dustyn Smith
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