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All to ash around me,
Food to ash on my tongue,
For all I have failed abound me,
As I sit here with my gun
When you stumble and fall
lose the brawl
and needs to crawl
Just look at the mirror
and you will see a savior

When you cry in pain
because they're all feign
and vain
Just look at the mirror
and you will see a savior

When you are alone at night
because they fight
and you wanted to plight
Just look at the mirror
and you will see a savior

Learn to be brave
and go with the wave
because in the end
they'll all gonna leave
so pick up your own ****
An old poem of mine. Yeah, I have learnt to save myself.
they say poetry is boring
I say poetry is a Goddess
exempting her patrons
from mortal bores and
group thinking legions
she kisses with the
certainty of words
and
manifests the glory
of effervescent moons
If you're bored, you're probably boring. Nothing new, there.
this heart
is
palpitating
within its cage

this breath
has
lost
all its might

I am
swept
up
in thunderstorms

cast away
like
he
never even
loved me
at all
v.g
Don't let yesterday's scars
Affect tomorrow...
There lies my heart in cold again
waiting in the darkest pain
it prays and prays by the skies to be heard
but skies they reach with nothing but a bolt.

The pavement's wet, my heart is bleeding
in tears I see it breathless leaving
the wings I built they hurt too deep
cause wings of lead can't fly but dig—

There lies my heart in cold again
and I in sorrow am once more falling,
my empty chest, my tears, my pain
in darkness I am hopelessly crawling.
https://youtu.be/tk0BOK0EDFE

"The story is old - I know
But it goes on"

.
If she's still reading the poems i told her not to
I wouldn't mind anymore
because my mind is filled with too much paranoia to give a **** now
i have my episodes where I can't forget things
well lets just stay
i am on a loop
well you made things too explicit
took away the one thing you knew i clinged onto
can't act as free as i was back then
well thanks for cutting down the wings which now i grew one again
am still in contact with you
just being the way i was
and will be
and I would like to hear it from you this time that you made it till here reading not accepting these things into your brain
I don't know why I can't let loose on this ****
and i write this after a long time
because i am on one of those episodes right now
thinking of your maybe deceit
If you are reading this , you prove out to be filled with back stabbing treachery .
a gift to you my beloved .
you are gonna regret if you are already here
By reading this you just failed yourself a little more .....
hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
This is for a certain someone not on HP ....hope you guys get the scenario
Ever felt it ?
She is feeling just exactly the same right now
I can feel the pull she's so desperate and wanting for
Amazing as it sounds
feels so magnetising too
like a bee stinging into her forehead
A constant reminder of a void that needs the feeding
Scabs that yearn for caress
The cadence earnestly begging to be heard
voice so deep and fulfilling that i satiate every inch of her soul
should i give her a call in this night so dark and the wind so cold
or
should i let her beg and long for more ?
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