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I know what I said, I know what I swore
But I can't keep the promise that I made before

I thought I could handle it after some time
But it just gets harder not getting to call you mine

I know we said friends, I know we'd agreed
But deep inside I have, Oh God, this need

I thought I just needed you, and I guess I was right
But the way I need you is the very way you try to fight

I know this isn't fair to you, with no technical wrongs
But I need to do what's right for me, should have all along

I know what I said, I know what I swore
But now I'm apologizing because I can't go back to before
And, now one and all, step inside!
Make way for the latest attraction:
The greatest & latest new carnival ride
Filled with excitement and action!!

And nobody knew what was in store
as they buckled themselves in tightly.
And it twisted and turned & so much more
as the lights all around flashed brightly.

And they screamed with delight
due to the thrill of the ride
and they came back each night
to go back inside.

and again & again they came back for more
because of the joy it supplied
until the carnival was no more
and they missed the great carnival ride.

© 1997
This is actually a story about a girl who outwardly portrays joy and happiness while inside she is empty and sad.  Her friends love her company but don't know she wants to run away from everyone forever.
Tonight my thoughts lie in clarity
In a tranquility of melancholy
As my heart is hewed
By the blade of emotion
And I realize it is only you
In this clear vision

The rest of my mind
Is crashing
In the perpendicular of my eye
But I can’t seem to look away
From your graceful sway
As you dance and twirl
And create the only clarity
In my world
 Jul 2012 Emily Braswell
Lily Mae
I will keep penning
until my hearts ink
runs dry
Alone
I am broken
A fake laugh
A forced smile
An empty shell
Together
We are luminescent
A miracle
A wave
An endless swell
Crashing down upon me
Rolling, turning
Tossed from nothingness
To melodious perfection
Surrounded by silence
Sequestered in a quiet corner of anonymity
I am the unknown.
The soft lamp light on closed eyelids,
Shining through just enough
To cast confusing images on the eye inside
I am the unknown, the forgotten.
A diary hidden in a deep drawer,
Memories buried in their dusty tomb
Buried alive, and screaming for release.
I am the thinker of the night
Haunted by images and scenarios
Eyes squeezed shut with no hope of sleep
What-ifs and whys.
I am the dreamer of optimism
The lover of misfortune.
Sipping home made
lemonade...

as stars

dance in your eyes.
We parked

removed
our belts

and slipped

our

trousers off.
You are no angel
with wings of white
nor halo of gold

and yet...

when my daemons sought me
you gave me shelter
in your arms

this may not be Heaven
but by your touch alone...


I am spared Hell
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