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 Nov 2015 emma jane
Tori Smi5h
Gods and Monsters
I was anxiety and and words never spoken,
I was rain on a sunny afternoon
and crickets at midnight
I was heaven and hell and gods and monsters
I was the purest of angels and the darkest of demons.
I am everything that makes things holy
When your eyes are so red and puffy and heavy that you have no other option than to let them drift you off to sleep.
I'd rather chase a dream and fall than let my dreams watch me fall
. . .
We often think that we seize the moment, when really, the moment usually seizes us.

We often think we will know when it is our time to go, but life chooses for us.

We often think that we fall in love, when it is love that falls deep inside us.

We often think we can be broken by things, but that is only true if we let them break us.

We often think that we have no direct effect on the world, but the world has a direct effect on us.

We often think
. . .
Some day, you'll realize that all I ever did was for the good of you.

Some day, you'll understand that everything was in your best interest, not mine.  

Too bad words have been shared, feelings have been hurt and shade has been thrown.

So by the time you figure all of this out, it's gonna be too late.
"  I've been stung

nowhere to run

your words are poison

they fill my lungs.  "
Not my words, but beautiful lyrics.
you don't even take your shoes off when you come inside anymore.
you knock hesitantly at the door, and hope that you are greeted by anyone other than her.  
wiping your shoes off thoroughly on the mat before entering, making sure to leave no trace that you were even here.
if you do see her, just a nod of the head and a tolerative smile.
but you don'y ever take off your shoes anymore.
i guess that's because you aren't really considered a guest in the home that you wrecked.
i guess that's because it doesn't make things awkward every time you leave again.
i guess it just makes it easier to walk in and out of the door every time, without having to think too much about what you are leaving behind.
i guess you just want to constantly remind me that you are only here temporarily, never to stay again permanently. That you can just pick up and leave whenever you please.
i guess that's just it.
too busy to be bothered.
too absent to take off your shoes anymore.
my parents are getting a divorce and the healing process after they told us is painful...
If you have the words to change a nation, why bite your tongue?
 Nov 2015 emma jane
hannah martin
you told me you would always be there
you told I could trust you
you told me it will be okay
you told me to talk to you anytime
now
you've changed
now
look at us now?
and remember that time that you told me you would always be there?
what
happened
to
that
time
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