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Supposedly, I gave you a horrid tone,
Expressing of one who's "grown."
Maybe if you treated me unlike a drone,
I wouldn't feel so alone.
I feel like I can't even be at home,
Why would you want that for me..
It stinks when you don't have a home you feel welcomed to. I hope no one has to go through this.
The End plays softly,
Dancing upon my ears.
My soul rests gently
There are no more tears.

Up and down like gentle waves,
Breathing deeply: no pain remains.
Drifting away, lost at sea.
What do you see when you look at me?

The hurt in my eyes,
Or tear stains on my cheeks?
The heartbreak you left me,
In volumes it speaks.

But alas, sadness does not forever last,
The sun will shine again and help me move past.
Your hold over me is broken for good,
My heart is mending, just as it should.
Still as the night air.
Full of life,
Yet crystal clear.
A little world so vibrant,
So alive.
Only to be hidden deep below the reflected eye.

Holding on with each breath from the wind.
It's colors, smeared and faded red.
Once lush and majestically shown.
Now it dances, naked, lifeless and alone.

Even the clouds in the sky hold secrets in their hands.
Something so blue, so immense over head.
Can quickly turn gray from a silent violence within.

The reflected eye, is the neglected eye.
What seems full of life may hold darkness inside.
Before you judge, before you speak.
Ripple the surface, understand whats beneath.
Another card I pulled from Sarah's bag of inspiration. With that girl by my side I won't have writers block for the rest of my life.
I used to be able to forgot who I was
The easiest way was to stare at my hand
I was young
Nine or ten was the last time
After a while I would look away from my hand
and I would not know where I was or who I was
I would be fearful and magnetized
And question where I was,
Who I was.
I remember asking
"Is this real?"
"Whose eyes are these?"
Yes...eyes,
It was through rapid blinking that would bring me back
to life as I know it
I never knew what I was experiencing;
A seizure
A mystical experience
A temporary return
Whatever it was
I cannot go back
No matter how hard I try.
Let there be light
To divert the dark
Let there be love
So it will fill my heart
Let there be peace
So i may find silence
Let there be ease
So pain cannot follow
Let this be new
So i don't feel so hollow
Let there be light
And hope for tomorrow

— The End —