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JustBeingMe May 2014
Why am I the girl
who is always fooled?
Always happy...
only to be crushed
so suddenly?
JustBeingMe May 2014
When I walk away
the ache lessens.
I can almost even
forget.

When I walk away
he slips my mind.
It's like he wasn't even
there.

But when I walk away
I have to walk back.
And then the ache starts
again.
JustBeingMe May 2014
Dreaming is the pink dress
You twirl in.
Spinning until you're dizzy.

Dreaming is that green tennis ball
bouncing off the pavement.
Alive with excitement  

Dreaming is the yellow lollipop
melting on your tongue.
So sweet, yet short lasting.

Dreaming is the red ant
getting stepped on.
Trying so hard to escape.

Dreaming is what we do
even though we know it's pointless.
But we have to try.
JustBeingMe Apr 2014
Finally
that is all I can say,
all I can manage.

Finally
the truth comes out,
so plain and simple.

Finally
I give a small smile,
a weight lifting.

Finally
I'm letting you go,
this was meant to be.
JustBeingMe Apr 2014
I saw the blank stares
and all the fake smiles.
I wanted to ignore it, but I couldn't.
I wish I could've.
The sound of your footsteps,
loud in my ears,
as you walk away from me.
With each footstep comes a new ache
that I feel on my burning heart,
hurting for you.
The smell of sadness presses in,
suffocating me.
You left me to drown.
And I will drown,
as I taste the saltiness of my tears.
JustBeingMe Apr 2014
It started off good,
almost perfect.
Then something happened.
Something always happens.
Walls went up,
a thick glass blocking me.
I pounded
pounded
pounded
on that thick, solid wall.
But you never seemed to notice.

We had something,
something good.
Then it was ruined.
It was always ruined.
The spark, gone.
That hot, fiery spark.
It faded
faded
faded
into cold ash, blowing away.
Slipping between our fingers.

I felt whole,
completely whole.
Then you emptied me.
I'm still feeling empty.
Tired of being hollow,
trapped inside; stuck.
And I'm screaming
screaming
screaming
Like a siren in the night.
No one awake to hear.
JustBeingMe Apr 2014
Standing there,
I feel the wind,
cutting to my core.
It's a whisper,
holding secrets,
that I so badly
need to know.

I feel the rain
creating tears on
my burning cheeks.
Me, being so frustrated
but so desperate
all at the same time.

Looking up,
I see the dark clouds,
they're suffocating me.
A shield that's
keeping me from
seeing the truth.

In this world
of pure oblivion
where I feel so
lost but so found,
Searching for a clue
that will lead me to you.
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