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868 · Dec 2015
Bubble
Farrah Eve Dec 2015
So where are you now
in your Desperate Bubble of Escape?

why do I spite it so
your Desperate Bubble of Escape

Do I feel Jealousy for the Bubble herself?
or
Do I feel Envy of you for getting a Bubble?

Is it attention or serenity that I want?
Its easy to find serenity in attention though
you don't seem to see it like that

but I do

Where is my desperate bubble of escape?

Trapped inside yours...?
774 · Nov 2015
Goodnight
Farrah Eve Nov 2015
I said goodnight to someone else tonight
Someone who wasn't you
Someone who lives in distant lands I wish I could go to

I said goodnight to someone else tonight
With a wink and that wish
But not a kiss like I'd give you
if you were still on my list

I said goodnight to someone else tonight
Someone who seems to care more than you do
But the whole time I was staring at that polaroid of you
696 · Nov 2015
Windy Days VS Envious Soul
Farrah Eve Nov 2015
An Envious Soul
For I lack a better namesake is
When a smile is gone because of past vexes
Darkened tunnel
Vision
Don't even pretend that its not there

Love bonds pull tight
Love bonds strangle the light
Love bonds cloud common sense
Love bonds

Let the stars commence

No matter what, my way is lit
If You Looked   for a way to see what I want
It's there plainly

But Windy Days sees nothing
And Envious Soul pulls back curtains to see it all
See. It. All.

Windy Days waste away
Pounding at a bleak future landscape
Windy days sees nothing
It cannot comprehend

Bonds tighten then fray
               Be frightened away
471 · Nov 2015
I Thought I Had It
Farrah Eve Nov 2015
Oh if dear
I could only saturate your hunger for the lust of love and smoke

And if only dear
You found the haunting beauty that I see
In wet mascara'd eyelashes against cheeks
And the sweet sweet cigarette kissess you give me

Winter is upon us
And so we both are lost
I play my records over the sounds of slaughtered hearts
But your blind to my will
And so Here I lay dead and still

Lovely scars
Stretch down your back from my awful forbidden hours
Lovely liar
He spins his mendacious web around my hips and around my eyes oh
In between the books of music and men's wars of times

Winter is upon us
And so we both are lost
I play my records over the sounds of slaughtered hearts
But your blind to my will

I have not a name for what I crave!
but this adoration haunts me for days
I cannot find A single time where I can rest my clouded head
All the pillows made of lead
Only bloodied towels remind me of why I exsist
Its like my life force must show itself too proove, unlike the way you've ever been to me.

Winter is upon us
And so we both are lost
I play my records over the sounds of slaughtered hearts
But your blind to my will

Dead and Still
Dead and Still
                Still
                Still
               ­ Still
                Still
                Still
              ­  Still
466 · Nov 2015
Blue
Farrah Eve Nov 2015
I feel such a connection to the wind-drawn blue
who was plucked from the sky to the sea and into my own mysterious eyes of two

I don't think I deserve blue
I think you do,
but that warm brown makes me happier than ice ever could

— The End —