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Erin-Taylor Feb 2013
We grow old. We die.
Our lives made up of lies,
Come crashing down.
Shattering like glass without the sound,
Of terrible screams that keep you up in the night.
When your heart bleeds, you're out of mind out of sight.
The truth is, we live, we die, and we regret.
We live in anguish and pain, in stone it is set.
But one day, it'll all disappear,
So please do not fret, do not shed a tear!
Be glad, it's not over yet.
Erin-Taylor Jan 2013
It's something like a fuzzy feeling,
That makes you all warm inside.

Your emotions are very revealing,
It's getting harder to hide.

Does he notice?
Does he even care?

You're starting to lose focus,
Try not to stare...

You're unraveling at the seams,
He's driving you insane.

He's playing an active role in your dreams.
WIith this unhealthy addiciton, what is there to gain?

His love! Oh his love!
You wish he could see!

It's a sign from above,
Oh how perfect you could be!

But as of right now, he doesn't need to know,
It's just a simple CRUSH, there's no need to tell him so.
Erin-Taylor Jan 2013
You shine brightly,
Through the darkest nights.
Your light creates shadows,
Which cascade down on the earth beneath you.
You, who always is positive,
However, have a dark side.
In your macabre moments,
Your light dims,
And out glows white light,
That gently kisses lips, and cheeks,
Making all aware of the dark.
Some nights, you’re so drained,
That you have no light left in you.
But, I know, your radiance always shines forth,
And brightens your path.
You find a way, to burn out the negative,
But when it all becomes too much,
You let the light fade.
That’s okay….because I know you’ll find your way back.
Erin-Taylor Jan 2013
Life* is a *beautiful lie.
It is deceitful,
A sneaky snake.
It can take you out, like you were brought in.
Death is a painful truth.
It makes you believe,
You're in a life worth living,
Til' you're gone from this life.
Life is a beautiful lie.
Death is a painful truth.
These lies stab you like a knife.
Stealing things, being unforgiving.
It makes you think that you're achieving.
Life is a beautiful lie.
Takes you away, from all that you've been.
Drown your soul in a lake.
Making errors, very repeatful.
Death is a painful truth.
But people are only pretending,
This life we get, is only a lending.
Erin-Taylor Jan 2013
Broken and bruised, torn and hurt.
My body aches, lack of sleep and nutrition.
Self-mutilation, starvation, and abused.
Rough around the edges, but sweet to the core.
You’d never know though, through all the hurt, all that is seen is rebellion.
No one knows this world in which I live.
It’s a terrible one.
One where I wish fairytales existed.
Once where I wish I was never born into this despicable existence.
I’m a shadow in a land of darkness, a lost soul without a purpose.
Erin-Taylor Jan 2013
Your limbs are withered and gray,
Your leaves are crumpled and torn.
Your roots hold you in dismay,
Mother Earth lets you mourn.

This world is killing you,
These people don't care about your health.
Even the sky isn't as blue.
People nowadays only care about their self.

Yet, no one notices, no one minds,
Everything is dying,
Even your pines.
But not a soul knows, that you're crying.

Soon you will die and wither away,
But the world will just go on like everything's okay....
Erin-Taylor Jan 2013
Nothing could have prepared me for this day.
The day my soul dispersed.
The day when you went away.

Life is now gloomy and gray.
I knew from then on I was cursed.
Nothing could have prepared me for this day,

There was nothing no one could say.
Words just made everything worse.
The day when you went away

My feelings will now decay.
Turning me around in reverse.
Nothing could have prepared me for this day,

That moment just chooses to replay.
The day death got you first.
The day when you went away

Now forever my heart will stray.
Wishing the day you died, it burst.
Nothing could have prepared me for this day,
The day when you went away.
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