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I couldn't help it.
I saw the open door
saw you were asleep
grabbed my clothes
from off the floor
and tried hard not
to weep
as I took my leave
trying so hard
not to look back
at you there
wondering why
I should even care--
but knowing the truth
will always follow me--
I cannot love you
or care or stay ever--
I have to be free.
So I hurriedly dressed
and quietly took my leave
and I ran,
yes, I ran
and left you to grieve
and wonder why--
but better to have you wondering
than you having to watch
as I slowly die...
There are things I could never speak about.

Everything I could never tell you
Is everything that is not a lie
It is on the edge of my lips
But it couldn't slip,
I don't know why.

Everything I could never tell you
Is just right behind my eye
Which are curtained, the reflection of truth,
Are obscure and I deny
To throw in light on it.

Everything I could never tell you
Is written in letters away from your reach
Inscribed with difficulty on soft sheet
Everything about myself I could teach.

Everything I could I never tell you
Is everything you shouldn't know
Is has to be like this universe
It has to be a mystery performed long ago
Like the evolution this all has to soon disperse.

Everything I couldn't tell you
I'm sorry that I won't even when I'm gone
Everything I couldn't tell you
Is not interesting to scrutinize upon

I couldn't tell you
Because I was afraid that before me
You would be gone.
With him, the walls come down.
I'm expressing my deepest of frowns.
He knows me now.
I can truly be me; myself.
It may be hard at first, to be raw.
But with him, I'd do it all.
when you’ve been forward and backwards
left and right
and you still don’t know which way way to go
that’s when you can say, it’s all gonna be okay
that’s when you can tell me that everything will be all right
but until then
don’t say that you know what I’ve been through
don’t say that you know who i am

cause when the day is over and done
we’re all on our own
and we’re all alone
in our own world
this platform, we can’t escape
in our heads lies the secret
in our brains the truth,
stays and lives

the only thing that’s left, is the memories in our heads
and i’ll play them over and over again
I feel sorry for women who have to deal with men
and their bruised ego's.
I avoid those,
They are like landmines in my field of life.
My apologies.. from the other guys. the ones that stay true.
They were fake
She always knew
They were liars
She always knew
Someone told her to keep quiet
You're living a life
Pretend that it's all true.
Maybe it was just a chapter, but you don't understand how desperately I wanted it to be an entire book.
You were a poison
An exoskeleton of the lies you built around you
Your sole purpose; hate the world for the wrong done to you even if some of your pain was by your own hand.
A deadly plague infecting and wiping out the surrounding villages
You knew not of pure air
Just layered muck filled with pollutants, black tar and Crystal.
Oh how you loved Crystal
A true serpent with ice cold eyes
Luring in your victim and ******* the corpse dry
An endless circle of distraction, but you could never escape your mind.
Take a look back through history
Paints a clear image
All tyrants are brought down by a lesser Evil.
You too shall fall.
Written about a time in 2011
I still see you in my dreams.
How is it possible that you manage to haunt me in both reality and sleep?

This proves that even though my mind says no, my heart continues to want you.
Why do I keep trying
when I don't even know
if your ears are open to me?
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