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 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
R
Neck Pains
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
R
i lay here in pain
waiting to find a way
to ask if you'll ever leave.
people often do,
and some say that you
would not mind forgetting
your feelings after awhile.
how am i supposed to believe
"i love you's" when you can
pull away ever so quickly?
the twinkle in your eyes
makes me believe in our future
but stories often told of the past
remind me that i am only a person
worth leaving.
hmm.
Gewitter, Sturm (Thunderstorm)

Water falls
on the page
and taps the battered hat.
Voices rise
over the groans in the sky.
Seeking the arms
of the trees
sodden bodies huddle together
as one
shrugs into his coat
and raises his eyes to the Heavens.
I just can't handle this
I am a sinking ship
Going down with every hit I give and take.

Who is this person?
Tears flow so freely
I cannot control this emotion
I am in limbo

This constant motion of
Having to be enough
Has suddenly come to an abrupt halt.

With every purge
I lose a little bit more of my control.
With every drag
I lose a little bit more of my sanity.
With every cut
I lose a little bit more of myself.

So who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?

.   .   .

"I am not
Me"
Well         I'm    counting on you
I'm calling your name



What does Death look like?
Just look around

Ain't nothin else here
All love is fake



Pretending that we don't know
That we don't see!

That everything might somehow
Turn out okay


I'm        counting on you
To remember your faith



Look up!
It's a blood red sky

Don't tell me
You       Caint
Tell Truth from Lie

If you ain't fixing to live
Ya must be trying to die



Counting the days
Dreaming the nights



Might as well set the story down right
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
Diana Bloom
"who is prettier?"

i told you that it didn't matter.
i told you that you were beautiful.

"who is prettier?"

i told you that i wasn't answering.
i told you i don't believe it matters.

"who is prettier?"

i told you you weren't understanding.
i told you to please stop.

"i'm ugly."

no you're not.

"i'm fat."*

no you're not.

stop please.

d.l.b.
He's the king of mixed signals
He's the master of deception
His gentle touch says "I'm a protector"
But his words declare "Stay back, I'm a predator"

His blue eyes are soft but his heart, not enough
He says "relationships are worthless" and I'm calling his bluff
And I'm just waiting for you to believe what you already know

I know you're scared and I am too..
But after all we've been through
What do we have to lose?
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
anastasia
hideous reflections
pointing out our flaws
making us look drowsy
and breaking all the laws

pathetic self esteem
confidence at it's lowest
oh my dear reflection
why can't i be the prettiest?

disgusted with myself
pinching at my sides
i started skipping meals
just to slowly die

one month, two months
my body has grown frail
oh, my mirror image
how me you have failed

a.n.
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
Chloe
Incest
 Mar 2014 Edward Alan
Chloe
He took away 13 years
From me yet
He's the one who cried

I didn't know it was wrong
I told him it was alright

And that's the night he said
He loved me
But he told me not to tell

And that's when i understood
Brothers shouldn't touch sisters
And my world collapsed and fell
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