Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Let my wings spread from some where
My heart, my body, my soul.
Just give me a sign that I can know
I can fly, sore, be free.
Unbounded and yet still shackled.
This is a new slavery.
Slavery to the self defiant need to be the same and never change.
The worse prison is that of the mind.
fly
 Jun 2015 Haley Lorish
Nikita
~

Its like every time you talk to me you're singing

Its like whenever you look at me
You're staring

Its like whenever you laugh with me
You laugh harder than before

Its like whenever you smile at me
You look happier for once

Maybe its just my imagination
But by the way your acting
Its as though you could like me too

But I know that that's impossible
My lie caused you to slip away
Slip so far in fact I could never have you stay

That's what makes it so difficult
To hear you sing, to see you stare, to hear your laugh and to see you smile.
Because I know its not me that happy about
She's the reason you sing, stare, laugh and smile

At least imagination keeps me calm.
Are we all the same
Just looking through a different lens?
We're we all built black and white and some shown the wrong colors?
Do you some magnify
While others compress?
Before you judge someone look through their lens.
I saw thy eye's calling out to me upon thy page
As in that entrancing moment

I had known

She was sent to me by god Alone!!!
#ea
Let the cage be rattled,
the foundation be crushed,
who else has had enough?

Enough of the dull life.
Enough of being wrong or right.
Enough of the ungrateful like.

Boundaries stop us because we bound our selves .
Limited by limitation on self approval and glory.
Souls bathed in ****** glory

Come fight for your life as you want
Wounder and wander letting fools squander
But never have enough.
Motivate
Rip my heart out.
Let me die a ****** death drenched in the red juice.
That is the juice of life.
I don't need to be loved for a day,
I need to be  love for a life time!
I need a Goddess to submit to or a God to commit to.
So what do I do?
Submission is the only form of control.
I will submit to love.
I will submit to life.
Don't give me a day!
I will submit to strife
Lust
Love goes for his guns,
            *
But Apathy's too **** quick.
Next page