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Full moon, hearts swoons, and life's despairs
I got a handful of decisions I do for dares
The demons got their bets on my worst
Played with fire and then laughed at the silly outburst
I wasn't aware that I would soon be thrown into my own flame
I've been criticized and put into shame
But I have a little advice to give
We've all failed ourselves and others at one point, that's the life we live
And if you can't stay and forgive, go ahead and walk away
My heart can handle just one more tear
Your scent, your touch, your warmth
Olfactory landmarks of you become intangible and out of sight
Your voice, your breath, so on and so forth
No more words to cause my emotions to ignite
There is no getting used to of your absence
And I won't stay oblivious to my wrathful thoughts
Because the memories say more than the angry words I speak and think in silence
Splinters on my fingers
Pinch the skin against my teeth
And on my tongue you'll find a trail of red rivers spilled underneath
Swallowed by the messed up sink
There's a sour taste resting on my taste buds
Took a sip from last night's drink
Face of despair followed by nods
My forehead now against the toilet
I've lost it all a long time ago
But even that was no secret
I'll never know how to let it go
Short conversations
Little destinations  
Eye contact locked in distractions
Filled with judgement and distinctions
There are others thinking of competitions
The rest of them are empty spaced but enough room for fornications
You can see them, hear them, their hidden intentions
Body language is the best choice of communication in these interactions
But it ends disastrous and you can't find a solution
Then it starts to become a sudden revelation
They are lost and you are damaged, but is that going to be your conclusion?
When they touch her she starts to shiver 
Then she goes home and cries enough to make her palms a river 

It used to please her 
she never felt used 
It was mutual and they both felt amused 
Now she rejects any type of affection 
Because she thinks it's dangerous and refuses any attention 

How can one night inflict so much pain to human being?
He was a stranger and a predator 
Sometimes she wonders if it's a blessing
Or maybe 
A curse that she doesn't remember that night 
But when she falls asleep and begins to dream
It haunts her and she begins to scream
She hears his gasps and feels the grasps 

This is why she has trouble sleeping during the night 
Looks for other ways to distract her mind 
But sometimes when she seeks for comfort her friends seem out of sight
Maybe it's just her conscience but she always feels lonely during midnight 

You can hear the damage in her voice 
She used to laugh, she used to smile 
You can barely hear her when she speaks and it shows
That she no longer enjoys being around others, she only stays for a while...
everything is moving too fast
i don’t think i can keep up
I’m falling behind
I’m falling apart

I’m no longer part of their lives
I’m no longer a part of their dreams
and it seems to me
that i’ll never find the happiness that they finally found
without me

i thought i was getting better
except everything seems so much bitter

I wonder if there’s an end to this mess
they say it’s all in my head
so why can’t it just go away

i tried so many things
nothing seems to work for me

and my friends, they leave
but i stay here
living in fear

i don’t know where here is
but it’s a place i don’t want to be
i hope there's a way out that will lead me to happiness
until now, my only wish is to be set free
The trees are dancing with the wind
Oh how long has it been
Since I've seen you grin
Remember sitting near the dancing trees
We would sigh but still admire the breeze

Oh how long has it been since we've been friends
So tell me, why is it so difficult to make amends
When everything else becomes too easy to let it end

The trees aren't dancing anymore, what a shame
The breeze has ceased to exist, nothing is the same
But somehow I manage to feel unchanged
And I perceive myself as being left behind

Remember showing me that song about the girl who felt deranged
I went home and cried because it felt like that was me
I have become a time out of mind
Just a distant memory

But I am ready to understand now, the trees are dead now
And by nature, it is something I should allow
There is no more time to listen to your point of views
Because everything in this universe goes through changes, people change, you've changed

I miss the dancing trees, the nostalgic breeze, but mostly, I miss you
And it is time to admit that I have become estranged
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