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Jennifer Collins Oct 2014
Why am I this way
Why was I made
I'm confused everyday
I should just fade
They say they don't care
Well ******* too
I shouldn't even share
These stories that are true
They all hate me
I guarantee they do
I should just leave to see
What they do and who
I'll just go
They won't even see
I'll just go
So I can be me
Jennifer Collins Oct 2014
I smell something in the air
It feels like a superstition
For I cannot prepare
For the pounding reminisce
It tosses through the longest nights
And I can'r put up a fight
At least not anymore
Because you're gone

Since you've been gone
I can only find the wind
It blows through me like a hollow shell
Nothing is here, it used to be within
But when there's nothing inside
If I never love
Will I ever cry?
Jennifer Collins Oct 2014
Where is the difference of light and dark?
Why do you fear whats lurking in the shadows?
When will you tell what's really in your heart?

Read this and let your mind open a window
Into the damning realm of hell
No one here will answer your cries
Nor will they ever hear your yells

There won't be a tear shed if you die
Your soul doesn't stand a chance to survive
Deprived of all unworldly pleasure
With every minute you're growing colder inside

Nothing left in the world to treasure
Blackness is what's left all around
Lightning strikes, leaving glimpses of crimson red
Do you even know if you're standing on the ground
Is there anything left for you to dread

Feelings of suffering, sorrow, and pain surround you
Which of any of this is reality
Everything trying to suffocate you
When are you going to see things clearly

Look into a mirror, and tell me what do you see
Are you surprised that you see me
The one who you try to deny
Jennifer Collins Oct 2014
In the darkest depth of light
You can still find a fright
There is no possible way to describe
The offerings the shadows bribe

Somehow I always imagine fear
To be grinning ear to ear
Because it lurks in the shadows of the night
And can consume even the brightest of light

Thought this phenomenon is rather strange
It is only our brains
You see, fear is only in our minds
But it seems to swallow us all the time
Jennifer Collins Oct 2014
The night sky crowded by clouds
The moon shone blood red
The smell of lightning filled the air
The presence of death is near

Chills went up and down my spine
The rain starts to pour
Like little needle at my skin
Yet I feel no pain, I shed no tears

Standing in front of me, I see myself
The person I once was and will be
I have become a stranger to myself
The person in front of me disappears

Something hard was in my hands
There was something warm and wet on my arms
I look down and saw a puddle of red blood
When did this knife get here

As I lay to die, I do not cry
Instead I think of all the pain that I have caused
I was a failure to those who I love the most
This is what is feels like to die.
Jennifer Collins Oct 2014
I think it's more the current of your being
That pulls you into my embrace
The ink is permanent and seeing
Beyond your eyes and smile like a race
Against the teachings offered then
When I could taste the bittersweet guilt
When I remembered how to count to ten
God's words were fabric in my family quilt

And now I'm being lured away
By yearning kisses and your cashmere love
It means enough that I just with you'd stay
I've given up a lot, too much, above
From where this scene is crystal clear
The angels cry, ashamed of me
Or laugh and whisper words of comfort in my ear
I guess the truth, I'll always fail to see

These moments so awaited accidentally
Of pressing my heart up against your chest
Eliminating arid sorrow gently
Just giving, taking, and forgetting all the rest
And touches, lighting love on fire
I let you drink it off my tongue
Our firm embrace composing infinite desire
Ephemeral reality leaves aspirations hung

And where could I inquest salvation
For both of us, and keep it all
Avoiding lies and slick temptation
Recovering after the fall
Past midnight, stirred by dreams of wishes
A teardrop slips off eyelash tips
My soul just murmurs, breathes, and swishes
Awaits to brush against your lips
Jennifer Collins Oct 2014
You want to know my thoughts
To unmask me
This is what you sought
Try as I might, I could not flee

Are you satisfied with what you find
To know that my soul is hollow
When you look into my mind
You see that I am shallow

I use what I can to get what I please
Is this what you want
Or do you want me to leave
Know this is not some stunt

I'm a faceless face
You have broken my mask, my shield
In this endless space
So let's make a deal

Let me mend my mask
Keep these thoughts hidden well
Learn there are things better left unmasked
And you will do well
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