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 Apr 2015 josin137
Florence Maude
What joy I feel
To see little children running about
Without a care in the world
The stars shining in their eyes
Hope glimmering in their hearts
Laughing at the littlest things
Loving everything and everyone with all their little hearts
Giving the world
All
The little love
That it needs
 Apr 2015 josin137
kayla morrison
We are not a fairy tale,
we will never be a fairy tale.

We are not Romeo and Juliet,
Troilus and Cressida
Cinderella and prince charming.

We are not a happy ending,
fairytale ending
perfect ending.

We are not the embodiment of
true love,
loose love,
new love.

But we are love,
our love.

I am not perfect,
I will never be perfect.
I’m not a princess
but sometimes you call me princess

and you are not a prince,
but I guess….
I would call you my prince.

I’ve come to realize
without Disney’s eyes
that

Drunk and throwing up,
I was there for you
sick and sniffling
I was there for you
stressed and upset I was there for you
through it all, and to it all I was there for you
and I will always be there for you.

Just like you
were there for me
last minute, late, losing your mind
still there for me.
feeling hurt, me making it worse,
still there for me.

We are not love,
we are not a fairy tale
but we are our own fairy tale.

One that might not have a happy ending wedding,
but one I’m proud to be a part of,
so until the end,
if we end,
I will close my eyes and
I won’t pretend.

Because my prince who is not a prince,
makes me happy.

And being his princess
is the biggest honor a non-Disney girl can get.
 Apr 2015 josin137
CapsLock
Like a fog that blinds,
her smile dazzles you.
Like a chain that binds
her eyes imprison you.

She's a work of art.
She's such a hard worker.
She could break my heart
and she's mine all mine.

The longest dark hair
and her curvy features.
Plus two small hands
that make cute gestures.

She's a work of art.
She's such a hard worker.
She could break my heart
and she's mine all mine.
 Apr 2015 josin137
CapsLock
Down goes the night,
somehow I just can tell.
Another day with no sunlight
and I'll spend it in my cell.

I once did a bad deed,
I shooted someone in the head
then I ran, I quickly fleed,
before he dropped dead.

Yes, I had my reasons
for such a hideous crime,
but that doesn't help in prision
where I'm doing my time.

I know I had it coming...
I know justice was served.
but I hate to feel rotting...
Rotting in my cell...
One for J. Cash
 Apr 2015 josin137
CapsLock
It's been a long time, can't tell since when.
It's been a long time, since I felt whole,
but I do feel it every now and then.
To pick up a pen and write down my soul.

To sing a mumble, this sad rumble.
Pretending I have a greater goal.
but under the truth of it, I crumble
and again, in weakness, I pay the toll.
Maybe next time it'll be a happier song.
 Apr 2015 josin137
Leahsa Blake
during my drive home from work today
I was stopped less than a mile away
from the home I was so desperately
trying to reach sanctuary---within

One big yellow bus
Twinkling in all its red and white light
as the stop sign slowly protruded into sight
if I were anyone else in this city
I would've flown past it with no pity
instead I slowly came to a halt
as I watched them billow out of the vault
twisting and turning they flew
left, right and forward they pursued
high fives left and right as they depart

one less child flew off the cart
landed just so and began to run
away from the world and all its-- fun
another like me; no more pretending
not one more fake laugh, smile, or forced conversation, absolute, blissful nothing.  
he running from a day that's finally over
and i doing the same as i drove closer
he running to mom, safety and solitude
and I to a house full of empty rooms
I chuckled as I slowly passed
we were both running from our past
 Apr 2015 josin137
NV
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 Apr 2015 josin137
NV
but how sad the rain must be.

an entire lifetime spent just falling.
 Apr 2015 josin137
NV
tell them #1
 Apr 2015 josin137
NV
TELL THEM HOW CLOSELY YOU WOULD WATCH YOUR BATTERY DIE, TELL THEM HOW YOUR HEART WORKS THE SAME WAY, TELL THEM YOU ARE SO TIRED OF BEING USED, TELL THEM YOU ARE DEAD.
 Apr 2015 josin137
NV
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 Apr 2015 josin137
NV
i did the best i could,
for who i was,
at the time.
something somebody said during an episode of MTV cribs.

ironic how much it just hit home.
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