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I will never be of tomorrow.
The past will always be
the path that I follow.
I don't want you to be happy
with someone else
But if you are with me
you'll be as happy
as a man can be
What do I do now
that I've tasted real happiness?
What do I do
now that it's gone?

I can't  control myself
I will never feel this love
for someone else

What do I do now
that I taste real sadness?
what do I do
now that you are gone?
I always knew I could be
easily forgotten.
There's nothing
about me
 May 2015 Jayme M Yaroch
Joe Cole
She was the music of the night
Sang the sirens bewitching songs
Luring men high up the mountain slopes
Her beauty to gaze upon
But was she real or just a myth
This lady of the night
None will know for none returned
Of the young men who left in the dark
But still her haunting melodies
Fill the mountain glens
Beautiful clear crystal tones
That invade the minds of men
Who is she? What is she?
Whose songs have such haunting power
Songs that echo 'cross the mountain slopes
The minds of men to snare
Perhaps its just the mountain winds
Echoing round trees and slopes
None will ever know
For none has ever seen the one
Who sings the music of the night
I just fancied trying something completely different to my usual stuff. Let me know what you think
 May 2015 Jayme M Yaroch
Helen
No one can understand what you're going through...

Is the comment I just read!

No one can understand...*

But I can.

A single mother, forced by necessity
To be, mother, father, right and wrong
Standing beside your children
as they laid your body, so strong
into the ground... The cold ground
Gone forever, lost to sound
Lost to the screams of a heart torn apart
Deaf to the pleas to come back to us
Silently, as you lay down to rest
You left behind the part of you that was always the best.

Now, there's nowhere left to go
The empty lounge, the empty bed
The empty path to walk alone?

Where do I go now?

Now that your lying quietly
hidden from the demons
that arrested your life?

Where do I go now?

Your presence was a dark stain
upon my soul.
Why must I pay the price?

Where do I go now?
I don't understand
you call this a man

You have all these schemes
and all your tag teams

People talk
and you look in shock

Loves not a game
but i would be ashamed

of knowing you
as each days shrew
Sometimes I'm too trusting all the people I see good in prove me wrong but that's on them. Its disappointing when someone you think highly of doesn't value or care what you think or feel.
I've been knocked down bouncing back keeping a positive head on my shoulders. Sometimes it feels like what I think don't matter I mean well but others think I have a twisted agenda. I shouldn't worry or care what others think but I'm the one recieivng all the heat and hurt.
I've distanced myself from certain people praying hoping this will get better not losing faith. Focused on my goals and future no one can give or provide that for me but myself.
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