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 Oct 2013 J P
psm
Its not that you're afraid of the dark, its that you're afraid of whats in it.

You're not afraid of soceity,you're afraid of rejection.

You're not afraid of looking in the mirror, you're just afraid of what you'll see.

You're not afraid of falling, you're just afraid to get hurt
You're not afraid to love him, you're just afraid of not being loved back

...and that is the reality of fear.
 Oct 2013 J P
Mia
To You
 Oct 2013 J P
Mia
Dear You,
I regret coming to see you on that fateful day.
You see, If I hadn't come to your place,
We wouldn't be stuck in a rut.

Dear You,
I wrote you a letter but its illegible,
You see,my tears spilled and mixed with the ink,
My shaking hand crumpled and tore the paper,
My thoughts folded in on themselves like a deflated ball.

Dear You,
Falling for you was the most painful thing I ever did.
I fell flat on my face and hurt my chest.
My heart pounded over and over,
I got the shakes like a reforming addict,
But still you wouldn't leave my system.

Dear You,
It's pretty hard to unknow someone that imprinted on you.
You are woven into my nerves, memories and thoughts.
You took me captive and I can't break free.

You destroyed me.

Dear You,
Teach me to forget you.
Unfurl your web from my every thought process.
See,I was okay without you once.
And I can learn to be without you.
 Oct 2013 J P
Olga Valerevna
Where are the lines when the time has aligned?
And is there a way to accountably die?
I seek but a grave for this body to lie
Yet cannot submit to the ground, it is dry

A desert of trouble is all I can find
Desperate, I wander and tangle the vines
Here in the moment our steps are entwined
But who was the first to arrive, you or I?

Take up your pen and the hand that you hide
Use all the ink that is harbored inside
Bleed like a wound, it will keep you alive
Why do you fear what you simply deny?

Bury the questions, one sand at a time
Under the doubt that displaces your mind
Come be unraveled, prepared and refined
Then help me uncover meridian *lines
 Sep 2013 J P
Olga Valerevna
Sti(k
 Sep 2013 J P
Olga Valerevna
See, everything I see before I open up my eyes
Has made them calloused to the days and passing of the time
I cannot find a way to hold the things I held before
And what I have in place of them won't matter anymore
If this is it, I want to leave, I want to walk I mean
I want to take some solace in my memory's machine
I try to keep a steady pace but tread with heavy feet
The gravity of moving on - the source of my retreat
And yesterday is running now and I cannot keep up
But I will let the blisters form before I drop the cup
The pain is gone, my body's free from every kind of ache
The thought of you has settled in, you weren't a mistake
With callouses upon my feet, I walk, I carry on.
 Sep 2013 J P
JM
Late, thick with desire
Your voice, skin, smells, all absent.
Crawling in my mind.
 Aug 2013 J P
Olga Valerevna
Spin
 Aug 2013 J P
Olga Valerevna
So how many words 'til you ruin the plot
Convince all the people they are who they're not
:
You may be an army that purges the mind
But what are your weapons when tested by time
:
For envy will widen the path that you're on
And cause you to number the lives you have won
:
And if there be motive aside of your own
Allow it to wander then leave it alone
:
That is when death has much more of a chance
When no one is watching, it asks you to dance
:
And as it accepts every slight of your hand
Your freedom is taken, replaced with demand
:
The things that were told you along every step
Are what you will use to redeem every theft
:
Collections continue, the army in droves
A walking commandment, a conquering prose
How do you measure the weight of your words?
 Aug 2013 J P
JM
An afterthought
 Aug 2013 J P
JM
I was raised by bruises and beatings
so you can go cry on someone else's
shoulders, victim. Better yet, come here
and gimme whats mine, *****.

Offended? Don't be.
It's life.
Sweet, sensuous, violent life.
If you are one of those
that think people are inherently
good,
think again.
Watch people under pressure.
 Aug 2013 J P
Megan Grace
solitary
 Aug 2013 J P
Megan Grace
But where will you go
once you've run
out of music
to hide in
or bricks
for all
your
walls?
 Aug 2013 J P
Megan Grace
falter
 Aug 2013 J P
Megan Grace
oh
but my heart
still feels
like it's c   r
                      u
                   m
                       bli
                            n
                               g
when I hear your
words in my head
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