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 Jul 2015 Bella Anima
Nicole Dawn
Does a caterpillar die
When a butterfly is born?

And if so,
Why does no one mourn the caterpillar?
 Jul 2015 Bella Anima
AAR KHAN
I sit here alone scared of there words
i wanted to be one of those  flying birds
IN OPEN AIR
with nobody to care
no shame, no guilt,
sit here alone scared of there thoughts
which bring my wind pipe to drought........
 Jul 2015 Bella Anima
Nicole Dawn
If one star went missing,
Would anyone notice?
After all,
There are billions of stars
What's just one?

If I went missing,
Would anyone notice?
After all,
There are billions of humans
What's just one?
Feeling very insignificant....
 Jul 2015 Bella Anima
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 Jul 2015 Bella Anima
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10w
Without your hand in mine,
I feel loneliness seep in.
**

Leigh
Do you see a beautiful mess
Or a reckless hurricane?

Do you romanticize my cigarettes
Or do you hold your breath when you walk by?

Do you really find me that interesting
Or do you lace your words with pity?

Do you still think I’m cute when I slur my words
Or do you silently slide farther away?

Do you think nothing of all I smoke
Or do you wish I would stop?

Do you think my nervous habits are cute
Or do you look away?

Do you sigh with relief when you know you’ve saved me
Or do you wish you hadn’t picked up that phone?

Do you think of me in your spare time
Or do you see me as a time requirement?

Do you truly want me at that party
Or do you only bring me because I said something?

Do you miss the old me
Or do you like who I have become?
Which do you see?
a taste of freedom
so bittersweet

                                      freshness.


a­ sugar crystal on my tongue.

but the sugar will soon dissolve.



                                                  ma­ke way for salt on the back of my throat.
happiness never lasts unless its true. i know that all too well.
Karma's got me by the neck.

The more i chase after my own happiness,
the more you hurt,
the more i hurt.


So i will stop wanting things. Have no expectations.


                      I guess im just not entitled to happiness of my own.


I'll swallow it one more time,

Then maybe god will see my plight.
Then maybe next time round


                               It'll be my turn.        


  
                                              ­                                     to be happy.
If i gained my happiness by taking away yours, what kind of person would that make me? i'd never forgive myself. So maybe im just not meant to be happy because if happiness comes with this guilt that grips my throat, i dont want it.
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