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ridden Jan 2015
its like when you're little and something amazing happens and when you think about it you get this instant warm feeling that takes over your whole body and you forget every worry you've been carrying. or when you're 16 and you finally get to drive without your mom in the car and its like you have the entire world beneath your feet. maybe even when you're a senior in high school and you're with the boy you love and you get slushies and decide to just drive for hours singing and laughing and it feels like that moment will be forever and play on and on in your mind.
  Jan 2015 ridden
vamsi sai mohan
Beauty and ugliness are not in the eye,but in the mind;
Sense is coordinated by the mind.

Discrimination is the tool of mind,
The eye sees what mind wants to be seen.

To awaken the world and the life within
and to apprehend the wisdom of light,
The seeker must see with vision untainted by the memory.
Edited completely with the suggestions provided by the profound poet "Mucro pondero divinus"
ridden Jun 2014
because life doesn't pay anymore attention to you if your blood drips down your arm or remains in your veins.
  Jun 2014 ridden
Quisha
The crucifix inked on my neck burns me
A reminder of the ***** that stunted me.
Free will denied when imposed too young
The deception felt a lot like grief.

If I put a gun to His head
Maybe new meaning can be brought,
To a stain no amount of unlearning can excuse.

- don’t worry
Jesus isn’t dead, he’s ridin’ a unicorn to Narnia

20.04.14
Cuba
ridden May 2014
my mind is not here nor there. and neither are you. I tell myself I'm done I'm done I don't need you I'm done. yet here I am; writing about you. I'll tell myself it has nothing to do with you. although it does.
ridden May 2014
dte
and I've tried to be the best in your world of hope, but I simply cant. I ask me why you seem to look at me with no hope of anything but I don't know what I've done. I'm deeply paralyzed by the glazed look of hatred that's become plastered over your face.
ridden Mar 2014
and I love you but, I'm no where to be found in your heart. and I will love you till your last goodbye but, you don't remember my name to say goodbye. and I can only see you when I look in the mirror but, you don't remember what I look like. and I hope you don't look now because finally jumping off the bridge but, you've already walked away.
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