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Goodnight, my friend, I hope you sleep well,
I hope that tomorrow, doesn't put you through hell.
But if it does, then I want you to know,
that you're cared about no matter, where you go.
You amaze me more, than words can express,
and I'm sorry for the days, your life's full of stress.
But chin up my friend, tomorrow'll be good,
if we get what we deserve, then it really should.
It's so crap and I'm too scared to show this to her but I am overcome by feelings.
 Oct 2015 FiesaLy
Raven
"Goodbye", he said quietly.

Just like that, she was a ghost.
And he had walked right through her.
You're always going to be,
The person that I fell for.
I wish that I could undo,
The pain I put you through before.

I love you so much more,
Than I have ever loved anyone.
We are star crossed lovers,
And that you are my someone.

If I could undo,
The times I made you cry,
I would do it in an instance,
And I will until I die.
 Oct 2015 FiesaLy
Cíara McNamara
waking up everyday knowing
you can be anyone
and everyday choosing to be yourself
is what makes you beautiful
 Oct 2015 FiesaLy
Jack Thompson
You might be ****, even kind...
But I care not for your ego.
I might as well be blind.

You might be interested in many things.
None of which light my fire.
A hollow heart filled with empty blings.

I live to build and design.
Practicality is so hard to find.
I want to understand the world.
Very few share my mind.

I'm simply complicated.
And there is no shortcut to my desire.
I'm after the impossible.
But that is all I require.
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
 Oct 2015 FiesaLy
ln
recovery
 Oct 2015 FiesaLy
ln
i have fallen so hard
i have hit rock bottom
i have been on a spiral that takes me only downwards
i have been invisible, for as long as i can remember
i have isolated my soul
i have tried to let myself give up
i have stayed six-feet underground, mentally
i have been choked with despair
i have been swallowed by nerves
i have been consumed by fear, my mind and body withering
i have been torn into pieces, paper thin
i have been ripped off my opinion, my bones crying to be heard
i have been broken down into tiny fragments, each embedded on paper
i have left my thoughts everywhere;
in people, in books, in songs, in journals, in the rain,

but here i am-
i am on my way upwards
i am collecting the bits and pieces, i will not try to connect them
i am carving my path towards my dreams
i am being heard, i am a voice worth listening to
i am a part of someone
i am a part of something
i am growing
i am accepting
i am learning

my mind will be reborn, my body and soul surrendered to faith
my thoughts untangled, my feelings splattered like paint
my spirit is no longer blank-
*i am no longer a hole, i am whole.
For a friend.
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