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  Jan 2019 kaitlyn
plat
My time has come
My performance is over
For the demons of the night
Have come over me
So I must bid you farewell
For I can no longer fight
Their ever powerful spell
I realize now that the original had the word but where bid is now, i typed this at midnight on my phone so spelling was a little out the window, thanks for all you who enjoyed it anyway
  Jan 2019 kaitlyn
Ollie
“You’re early” death finally says.
Tears slowly but surely run down my cheeks. I tell him I know
and he asks me what brought me here.
I tell him I think he knows.
My Cheeks are now a weary waterfall.
the thoughts I’ve come to know as true
finally fade to black, as
I forget the life that I can never take back.
I wrote this a while ago Enjoy!
  Jan 2019 kaitlyn
unnamed
Maybe, one day; when I grow old,
I’ll see past quarrels slowly fold.  
Maybe, one day: when lights grow dim,
We’ll all sit quiet to hear one somber hymn.
Maybe, one day: the rain stops pouring;
You’ll be with me- our hearts left soaring.
one day, one day.
  Jan 2019 kaitlyn
Salmabanu Hatim
I may be gone,
But you are not alone,
I am there for you
Me and you.
I travel in light years,
I have supersonic ears,
My senses more alert,
I can feel the beat of your heart.
I hear you,
I see you,
I feel you.
Look for me in the clouds,moon and stars,
See me twinkle for you from afar.
When I see you in tears,
I too, rain my dear.
I may be beyond your touch,
But,I am near you as much.
  Jan 2019 kaitlyn
Quin Rosenheart
why have you gone now
when I need you so
why have you left me here
left me all alone

why did you leave
you were my warrior here
why have you gone now
you fought away my fears

the only thought that comes to
was that heaven needed a hero
a hero like you
And all of Heaven's battles you will fight.
  Jan 2019 kaitlyn
Lexi Harwick
it's been 43 days
since we last talked.
the worst thing is:
you still don't care.

it's been 43 days
of throwing stones
and the pain
I cannot bear.

it's been 43 days
of suffocating;
without you,
there's no air.

nothing matters
to me anymore
besides the fact that
you're not there.
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