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 Dec 2013 Fiona Mae
Iley O'Glesby
When did I become so                                  distant?
When did I become so...cold?
It snuck up on me, I must have missed it.
Like bread not sensing the onslaught of mold.

It was probably a product of past disappointment,
Or the feeling of warmth, un-returned.
Winter has marked, on my heart a small statment,
Why attempt to be caring, when you might get burned.
 Dec 2013 Fiona Mae
Hannah Sostak
A month can bring a lot.

In a month I could be happy,
because I finally got
strong enough,
confident enough,
and just weak enough,
to let someone love me.

But in a month I could be dead,
because I finally got
strong enough,
confident enough,
and just weak enough,
to realize I will never love myself.
words intertwined like legs.

***, idealism
in everything you said.

naive yet wise with tide,
your mistakes pushed your stride...

and I admired, yet
knew pity welled inside.

You were used, aborted.
You were just paraded
You were just escorted
you were smart yet you allowed
yourself to be their crown.

I could never catch you
I wanted to obtain
one night of our passion
capsulised, for me
to look back on, remember.

the idol, the puzzle
the sheer depth
yet lack of

the ultimate of you.
Alcohol, disappointments and tainted heart to hearts,
everyone is there most beautiful, when dying in your arms,
They show you everything in them that you never got to know,
the scars, the charms the love that burns and desecrates their soul.

I never saw you pass by, or noticed you were there,
You've jumped up in my memories but I never seemed to care,
You know everyone around me and have touched there lives somehow,
you've blessed them with your beauty, which never shone on me 'til now.

Sadly though it seems to shine much brighter than it should,
my eyes grow tired and tearful and I'd remove them if I could,
they see things in you they shouldn't and they burn shut when I stare,
who knew that in my distracted state that you'd be standing there?

And now I lie down wondering, if it has really come to this?
I knew that it ignited ever since our first meaningless kiss,
But it grew beneath and showed itself when you **** near broke my heart:
Because you are at your most beautiful, when you're crying in my arms.
...I'm not written in Braille,
You don't have to physically touch me,
To get to know me
In fact, I'd prefer if we kept our hands to ourselves
...and just spoke with our eyes and touched with our words...
Can you handle that?
 Dec 2013 Fiona Mae
Mikaila
Do you recall when it all began?
Where it began?
How it began?
Why it began?
Do you recall anything at all?

Do you recall being in all the same classes?
Always partnering together on assigned projects?
Giving each other funny looks?
Trying to make each other laugh?
All those inside jokes?
Our rehearsals and performances?
Going on our "First Date"?

Then there's those moments we always regret
Not talking to each other
Walking away from one another
Getting frustrated at one another
Pointless arguments that ruined us
Forgetting one another

Please don't forget me.
Don't forget you.
Don't forget us.
Do you remember middle school? Part II is up! Hurray!
Get up, get going.
Life is all about time.
The clocks busy hands
Will never unwind.
What's done is done
It's all in the past.
We're chasing after things
That we know will never last.
What's here today
May be gone tomorrow.
Time cannot be bought
Nor borrowed.
So why do we devote it
To meaningless things
And forget to thank God
For each blessing He brings?
Why do we waste time in gossip
About one another
And fail to lend a hand
to our sister or our brother?
How can we be too busy
To silently pray
But have time to tell Facebook
All about our day?
Are we losing sight
Of what life is about?
What went wrong
To cause many to doubt?
Here's a humbling thought
That may cause a fuss;
We were made for HIM.
Not He for us.
Live a life of purpose
Throughout all your days.
Seek God in all you do,
Turn your blessings into praise.
Be His hands and feet
To do the work He has for you.
Be a light in this dark world
And let it shine all through.
Get up get going,
Life is all about time.
The clocks busy hands
Will never unwind.©
 Dec 2013 Fiona Mae
Johnnie Rae
Collect your thoughts in the dark,
for it is said the imagery is clearer with the lights off,
Write out your thoughts at midnight,
for it is said that you are blind in the daylight,

Sometimes it is best not to speak,
for the silence tells all,
sometimes its best not to listen,
because you already know whats right,
sit in silence for a moment,
hear the ****** screams of truth in the night,

Self discipline is key,
for you must know how to act on your own,
to do without being told,

Sometimes sleep is the last thing you need,
because you'd rather stay up and think till sunrise,
think about all the reasons you have not to cry,
as you blink back tears,
remember all you have to be strong for,

Just remember, it is never cowardly to want to back down,
because only you know how much you can take,
for not everyone can bend before they break,

Whenever you want to give up,
because you simply feel you cannot go on,
let the stars be your guide,
they'll lead you onto the path you must follow,
and always remember as long as you focus on the moonlight,
There will always be a better tomorrow
I honestly feel I could've done better with this..but ohwell.. Comments?
Don't sleep with her-
Love her.
Don't smile at her-
Hug her.

If you're there then let yourself be known,
She'll only understand if she is shown.

Don't just look, touch.
And don't, don't ever, think too much.
Confusion overtakes me,
The stress is gonna break me,
the pain it overtakes me,
Please somebody wake me,
              I'M SCARED,!!!
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