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 Mar 2015 Lena N
oakley
Human
 Mar 2015 Lena N
oakley
Humans. Evil by nature, killers by choice.
Caring only for themselves, and not taking a second to consider another.
Thinking that they deserve more than everyone else.
They **** first, ask questions later.
They tear eachothers lives apart.
They trampeled everything I held dear and tore my dreams to shreds with words.
They embody everything I despise.
Yet, I am trapped inside of one.
 Sep 2014 Lena N
oakley
I stopped fighting to breathe. Now I'm just letting myself drown.
I stopped fighting for love. Now  I'm just shutting people out.
I stopped fighting the pain. Now I'm just letting sadness consume me.
I stopped fighting my demons. Now we're on the same side.
 Sep 2014 Lena N
Lydia
Why Not?
 Sep 2014 Lena N
Lydia
I like the way
Your hair flops in your face
And you get mad at me
For laughing at you
I like the way
You tend to show up when I need you most,
Even if I don't know it.
I like the way
You never listen
But you're always on que.
I like the way
We hate the same people.
I like the way you breakdown
Because it let's me know it's ok
If I do, too.
I like the fire in your eyes when your angry
And the softness of your thoughts
That I can feel
No matter where you are
So please don't worry about the oceans
I am here for you always
Because it's so simple!
I love you
And all your perfect little quirks.
So,
Why not?
Please comment :)
 Sep 2014 Lena N
oakley
Sometimes
 Sep 2014 Lena N
oakley
Sometimes, I can wake up, and actually feel good about myself.
And if I'm lucky and it's a busy day, I can live without a sense of self-loathing.
But at night, when I'm not tired yet, theres no escape from the tears.

Sometimes, I can go weeks without shutting people out.
And if I talk to good people I can forget how evil humans are.
But when people try to hurt me, I have to shrink away to protect myself.

Sometimes, I can learn to love life, and smile.
And if I act out of compassion, I can make a difference.
But the smallest thing  can send me over the edge into a hatred for life.
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