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I used to stay away
I used to stay away from you
Now looking forwards I don't know what to do

I'm far too confused
Far too confused about what
Doors to open and the ones to slam back shut

It's just another choice
Another choice that I want to make
Figuring out my heart and what to give or take

There's no right way
No right way to decide what to say
When you're on my mind every single day

I guess Ill just try
I'll try to figure out what'll happen soon
What will happen if I promised to give the moon

I don't know what to do
What to do about all of this
I'll think I'll wing it and pray that I don't miss
©Bruno Joseph Orsi
August 31, 2010
Black out the sky
For the moon just watches you die
Alone, scared, afraid

Your kiss it feels so cold
The darkness is taking hold
Your eyes slowly fade to grey

I feel you slip away
No longer a brighter day
I can see you floating away from me

Your hand falls and hits the ground
The tears fall without a sound
I’m alone, scared, afraid

So scared of what I’ve done
I’ve blacked my only sun
This blade still gleams red

This blade it feels so warm
Crimson flowing like a storm
I’m shaking…
©Bruno Joseph Orsi
August 29, 2010
I stand alone upon a hill

staring at the clouds so still.

The wind blows my hair across my face

but still i look for you without a trace.

I close my eyes and there you are

and the pain and emptiness are gone.

I hear your laugh and see your smile

the two main things that drove me wild.

I feel your warm embrace

and once again I leave time and space.

I feel your lips pressed against mine

forever being a part of our time.

I open my eyes but you're still gone

and the tears come out 8 miles long.

Yet i still stand upon this hill

waiting for my heart to fill.

i close my eyes and once again

our memories come crashing in.

Forever feelings of joy and love

the main thing every girl dreams of.

I open my eyes expecting a change

yet everything remains the same.

The sun then goes on it's merry way

leaving me alone for another day.

And even though you're miles away

forever waiting on this hill I'll stay.
 Aug 2010 Emily Krol
Clair Leone
fleeing my demon, I hit a wall
just high enough to transform me into a child again
cowering before monsters I am not prepared to face
I don't know how it got there
but there my wall stands
keeping me from my salvation
I pound against it, though I know I'm only increasing my pain
blood runs down my arms
I turn
face to face with my demon, I sink down against the wall
knowing I could have saved myself, but not knowing how
This poem is about the panic I have before a wave of depression or anxiety hits. I tried to bring out a story that would most closely portray my feelings at those moments.
 Aug 2010 Emily Krol
Clair Leone
raw, bleeding words flow onto paper
screaming from the shock of exposure
they say what he went through
or rather
what we put him through

friends that dismissed him
now read his last poem
the closest he got
to a suicide note

...forced to this...
...want to turn back...
...then they'll be sorry...

there are no tears
no "heartfelt" sentiments to the family
he's still breathing
before he finished his last line, he realized
we'd done the job for him

he still breathes
but is it worth it?
bleeding from the inside out
doing nothing, feeling everything

autopsy shows:
a shattered heart
an overworked liver
and a soul that never had a chance
I wrote this poem before I met my current boyfriend, 2 years ago. It seems to have been a premonition of sorts, because it perfectly portrayed his 2 brothers' and his own strife within their family. When the idea for the poem came to me though, I didn't know any of these people, and the thought was like an energy pulling me towards these people I must meet.
I am there, but always unseen
No one knows I have been
Vanity stripped from my bones
I have a heart that nobody owns
Shadows surround me forever
I want to be with her, whatever
But I feel demons dragging me back
Leaving me destinied to their attack
Each time she never sees me here

Making these lonely tears appear
An invisible man to the blind eyes
Never touching, but he always tries
copyright Chris Smith 2010
I'm far past gone
All the blood i've seen
Spilt on the sand
A bright crimson sheen

It was nothing but a waste
Being here today
No ones coming home
No one but me with nothing to say

I don't want to talk
About all that I do
My best friends helmet cracking
A bullet passed through

The sounds of the rifles
Across the sand
And white hot feeling
Of the shot through my hand

I was out cold
As I collapsed
I don't remember waking
Just the piles and a relapse

Of corpses
I once called my friends
I should of stayed back
And fixed the loose ends

I don't know why
They just let me leave
This IS my soldiers hell
So just let me greave
©Bruno Joseph Orsi
August 24, 2010
 Aug 2010 Emily Krol
Josh Buller
I sit I wait... but for how long?
It just seems like you won’t be there.
A flash of light,
that glimmer of hope.
I look down to see it isn’t you
but someone else.
My smile slowly dies from that brief rush.

The waiting continues but still nothing.
I know you’re busy
It’s perfectly fine.
So suddenly my smile returns
when I almost gave up hope.
We talk for hours but so short it seems
when I sadly have to end it.

I can’t believe my heart skipped a few beats when all we did was
Talk.
© Josh Buller 08/21/2010
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