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 Mar 2014 jazzy
Pushing Daisies
In my diluted youth,
I used to believe,
our world was perfect.

Spending so many nights,
dreaming with my eyes open,
imagining the impossible,
and creating a parallel universe,
in which I was his to hold..

But like everything else,
my thoughts were
ultimately flawed.

My heart had written its own story,
*a fiction.
 Mar 2014 jazzy
Julia
Silence
 Mar 2014 jazzy
Julia
All of the hopeful thoughts buried deep inside of your mind
Have escaped through closed lips at all of the right times.
You know what you want to say,
The moments have risen countless times.
Yet, the words remain unspoken
Time after time.
*jm
I'm growing tired of not having the confidence to speak up. I think it's time for that to change.
 Mar 2014 jazzy
D'Shaundi
the chains
 Mar 2014 jazzy
D'Shaundi
no one knows the sorrow i've had to endure over the years
were best qaulity was pain the pain of living and
the pain of the lies that they force feed me
but throw it all i've learn that what dosen't **** you makes
you stronger so as i break these chains that held me down to the ground
i spread my wings to take flight once again
to soar an feel life once again with all its glory and joy that i comes with
 Mar 2014 jazzy
Allen Wilbert
Tree House

Everyday is all the same,
I hate the player, I hate the game,
I myself is only to blame.
Help me please find my way,
if not tomorrow, how bout today.
Yesterday, might have been too late,
My brain in gone, my mind is blown.
Everything dark, I must be blind,
on the dotted line, I signed.
Each day is a slap to the face,
no one left to help embrace.
A lost soul, I've become,
it's only death that I dream.
I live in a tree house,
somewhere in the woods,
only wishing, I had a car,
boy, did my life get real far.
I scratch and I crawl,
just for a lousy dime.
It's me you ignore,
as I beg,
if female, I'd show some leg.
All alone searching for a friend,
I lived that way til the very end.
Went to sleep, never woke up,
at least I didn't suffer with pain.
Didn't take long for the buzzards,
maggots oozing from my brain.
As the flies circle overhead,
chances are, I must be dead.
 Mar 2014 jazzy
Pushing Daisies
Don't worry darling,
When I push you away,
I promise,
You won't feel a thing.

I'll be the one,
To burn in the fire,
The smoke,
Causing my eyes to sting.

I know it's for the better,
I'm a burden,
Don't you see?

I promise I won't blame you,

Who would want to be around me?
I promise I won't blame you,
I don't have the guts to leave.

— The End —